It's very dark, I can't see much. The room is cold, the ground is damp, almost wet. I don't detect any furnishings or decorations of any kind.
It's a terribly thick forest of rather high trees. It is so dark, darker than the room I just departed.
The path is not very hard to follow, though it's quite narrow. The path is not at all well-travelled, it's almost as if no one would ever want to come this way.
The water is moving very slowly, it's nearly stagnant. It's very dark, very murky. It's a small lake, branching out of and back into a river; a natural formation
It's a sort of wine flute, very ornate, fairly large for it's type.
It's rusted, regular... who knows what it's made of. It probably unlocks something long lost, making it now totally useless.