Lian 2003-01-02

This room is warm. It's stuffy and a bit too warm. There is a couch to the far left and it is yellow and a bit ragged looking. The walls are dirty and the room is small. Pictures hang all around but their faces are unclear.

It is semi-dark in the forest. Light peaks through the leaves. The trees are tall and stretch endlessly into the sky. The color of the leave are dark green and they are small. The ground smells of earth and is covered in foliage.

The path is ragged and it is carved into the road. It is marked by stone steps that yo walk upon. Foot steps are etched into it from many people having once walked upon it but leaves cover the steps now for no one walks upon it anymore.

Note that the subject believes that the path was heavily used in the past, possibly suggesting that some older sibling or other family member received significantly more attention.

The water i a small creek. To it's up river end is a waterfall that sprays water and I can feel it on my face. The water is so clear i can see the pebbles sparkling at the bottom. The water is cool and i drink from it. I see no wild life swimming beneath.

Note that the subject explicitly states the absence of life, as if mourning the lack of desire for children.

This drinking vessel is like a clay jar. It's round at the middle and medium in height. The complexion of the jar is a reddish orange and it is heavy looking.

The key is small and black. There are strange patterns on it side where it would fit into a whole. The pattern is sometimes round and other times curved to a sharp point. I believe it unlocks some sort of door.