The room is warm, with a glowing fire in the hearth. It is rustic, with forest accents with a dark, hunting lodge look.
The trees are a deep rich green and very dense. They are mostly pine trees and beds of needles are scattered over the path.
The path is narrow, about 3 or 4 feet wide. It is somewhat visible but there are no footsteps to mar the sight. It has an innumerable number of small paths attached and each leads to a new adventure, a deeper peace.
The water is a clear, crisp natural river. There are smooth stones lining the riverbed and the water runs quickly but smoothly. The water is so inviting like an opportunity for perfect refreshment from sweat and dirt of the walk.
The vessel is a small clay cup. It is smooth but very natural.
The key is old but strangely not rusted. It looks to be made of brass or some shimmering material. It is like a mystery in itself, a key that unlocks a secret. It is much like a Victorian key with a few prongs and will not fit a common door today.