@Bishop: You land on the islet. The place is damp, as would be expected. Your feet sink a few inches in from the fall, pouring water into the place, but not threatening to sink the islet. Then you look at the three fires.
They looked like fires from above, however, they are actually spheres, floating eerily above the broken spears stuck to the islet. The spheres silently move around you, never getting quite close. Then, you feel it, deep in your mind, something is being written.