Warm, light spilling through the open windows, white walls, everything is shining in the light.Dark solid wood furniture, fourposter bed with silk sheets, rose petals in a glas bowl fill the room with a sweet fragrance
hundreds of Oak trees leaves turning golden-red, light comming through the leaves casting light-shadows on the surrounding environment deeper in the forest I can see that it is getting darker, more cold. Blue and white lillies are growing on the edge of the trail
The path is narrow, overgrown with grass and number of toadstools in vibrant red coulors. In the distance is a thick tree branch overgrown with moss obstructing the way. The trees are motionless, every thing is holding their breath. The path is getting narower in the distance.
Before me out of the blue is a mirror of translucent water.A slow running stream On the bottom I can see pale blue, white and yellowish pebbles, while the water flows gracefully with no rush. The water draws me closer make me thirsty. Ice cold on tasting the water it is bitter sweet.
It is an old tin cup, it's colour faded with time . Obviosly used several times also appeares to be used over a camp fire to boil water for a warm cup of tea or coffee
Rusty heavy big key. Key to a big gate