The room is simple but has many secrets to it, many layers hidden from the eyes until certain requierement are meet or achieve. Many books shelves with plenty of books of various subjects. Actually, the books shelves root the very top of the ceiling. There is a scale to grab the highest sections.
A fireplace is there, in the middle of the room but the fire has died, some hours ago. The room is clean, but it is a very old room, lot of spider's web hanging around.
It is neither cold nor warm but a place where you could lay down until you are ready to go.
The forest is dark. The trees have all died. It is a desert in formation. Nothing is to be found but ruin, decays, death, despair and desolation. Something attract me to this forest. No sounds, no life are to be found within.
The path is scorched with burned leaves, the earth is damaged beyond healing. The path is obstructed but easily navigatable. It is an abandonned path and barely visible.
The water is clear. A pure source of life in this rotten place. Surprising enough, I can see fishes and other small water-dwelling creatures in it and they are alive. It is a slow moving stream. It is very large but can be walked through without any trouble. The water is not deep.
The cup is small, very humble, simple. It is a common cup, nothing special except it is a wooden cup. Also, it fit well in one hand. There is something inside the cup.
The key is made of a materia unknow to me. It looks like crystal but there is a dragon attach to it pommel and when you put it on the sun, it glows with a fierce red like fire. But if you put it down to the earth, it return to its crystal color. The key is simple except for its dragon pommel.
The key can unlock many doors realizing great ambitions but that key is not meant to open anything other the bearer ownself. It seems this key is just the reminder of a promise yet to fullfill, a promise made and meaning a lot to the bearer.