The room is cold. Furnishing is sparse, minimal. The room is bathed in shades of neutral color. It could be inside a cave. Though its surprisingly well lit for mellow lighting.
The forest is densely populated with trees, tall trees, twice my height, maybe more. But they're not imposing. They provide a comforting canopy of shade. Enough light filters through.
There is a beaten path leading into the forest. The path is clear and easy to navigate, though there are some barely visible roots that are tricky for those unfamiliar with the path. The width of the path is just right for a small group of people to pass through side by side.
It's a shallow creek with water gushing in cracks on the earth.
It is a golden chalice with jewels embedded in it.
It is an old key with an ornately intricate design at the top. It fits the palm of my hand perfectly. It looks like something that would unlock a trunk or chest.