It is comfortably warm and a breeze blows from the big open windows. It is sunny outside but the room is shaded from direct light. The bed is wooden and low to the floor, with a deep purple blanket. There are comfy-looking old chairs made of dark wood.
The forest is fairly bright. The trees are spaced far apart, a mixture of palm trees and other subtropical varieties. The foliage is lush and green.
The worn dirt path is clear. It is wide enough for two or three to talk side by side between the trees.
The path ends at a wide, deep pool surrounded by ferns and flowers. The pool is fed by a noisy waterfall, falling several yards from a slippery cliff above. The water is clean and clear, and inviting on this warm day.
The round goblet is made of unusual deep blue glass that sparkles in the light. It feels light but strong.
The key resembles an ordinary house key. It is about two and a half inches long and made of faded brass. It is attached to a chain. Perhaps it unlocks the door beneath the bridge.