the room is cold. but somehow i don't think it has anything to do with the temperature, i think it has to do with the memories connected with the room. there is a bed on a wall close to the door. there are sheets, blankets, pillowcases, and a comforter with brightly coloured flowers on them. nest to the bed is a mauve/beige coloured dresser, three drawers on either side. the dresser is covered in knick knacks of sorts. next to the dresser is a desk, more beige than anything else. on it is a computer. on the wall opposite the bed is a window. there are beige curtains hanging there. the oppostie wall from the desk and dresser is a chest of drawers, four in all. on top of that is a television. right next to the chest of drawers is a closet. finally on the other side of the closet is the door. it's open, and being held open by a ceramic flower doorstopper. all along the top of the walls is a wallpaper border, it has books and flowers on it. the walls are painted purple. there are ridiculous pictures on the wall, as well as decorative plates. the room is meant to be for an 11 year old, but is really for an old lady. this room holds bad memories.
there are pine trees, oak trees, a few weeping willows at the very edge of the forrest. there is spanish moss hanging down, and it seems inviting. it seems dark enough to be cool, and inviting.
the path is well marked, there are no obstacles in the way. it has been traveled seldom, but is easy to pick up. it's wide, and seems like a pretty straight shot. there may be a turn up ahead though.
the water is crystal clear, a running stream. it looks as if there are places where it gets to be deeper, but mostly it is only about six inches deep. i can see minnows and small fish, as well as gravel at the bottom. the water itself looks to be fresh and clean, most likely cool, and good to drink. i bet it would taste like diamonds.
it is a dull silver colour, and looks to be tarnished. there seems to be what appears to be a demon, or the devil etched into the silver. when it is turned over, there is an angel on the other side. the cork for the flask is wings and horns mingled, looking peaceful together.
it is big and old fashioned. it only has three prongs, and is red and brown from rust, age, and years of wear. it looks like a skeleton key. it probably opens an old trunk, a dungeon door, or an attic door.