The room is fairly cold, with long red velvet curtains and red carpeting. There are gold tapestries, and the air is musty with dust. There is a green couch, which I had been lying on, against one wall.
The forest is very dark, thick, and oppressive. The trees have lush emerald-colored leaves on them, and there are no birds or animals in sight. There is a narrow dirt path directly in front of me.
The path is narrow, and has been used many times before, perhaps by fairies? The ground is hard and smooth.
The water is a gently moving stream, naturally occurring. The water is clear, you can see dark plants and algae undulating in it. There are tiny minnows in it.
The vessel is a simple wooden bowl, well worn, obviously well loved by its owner. Very smooth.
The key is a dark, hard iron skeleton key. I think it opens a secret box somewhere, filled with happiness and love and all that good stuff.