It's a smallish, light room, with white walls and flowing curtains. the windows are open and it's chilly. There's a twin bed, with a big warm blanket. The floor is hardwood, and there's a rug near the bed. there's a dresser with a vase and some fresh daisies on it.
The forest is thick and dark, but the tress themselves are light and the leaves are green.
The path is narrow, but well-travelled.
it's a rushing river. it's loud and such, but not too think. there's wood and other stuff floating down the stream.
it's a dirty, old plastic cup with a faded cartoon design.
it's a really old, silver key. it's kinda tarnished, but still shiny. it probably opens an antique box or something of someone's, filled with memories and the like.