He opened his eyes to a frieze of crystal beasts dancing in a blue fire. He blinked. The frieze wavered, became solid. Extending to the limit of his vision was a capering host of otters conjured from diamond ice. And more. Logan sat up to an incredible tableau. There, a fish of sequined rainbow scales caught in a zircon wave. There, a tusked walrus with mirror-ice eyes, his body veined with blacks and purples. There, a flight of crystal birds in a crystal sky.
This feels a lot like the setting in the film. I like the book description and it lends itself well in how it was adapted for screen.
