The room is slightly cold but still comfortable. The bed is an old english type bed that needs a step ladder to get into with coverings that enclose the bed for added privacy. The walls are a calming shade of blue or purple with paintings of wooded lanscapes. There is an ornate wardrobe with mirrors on the inside of the doors and filled with medieval type dresses. The floor is partially covered with thick carpeting. The rest of the wooden floor has soft, fuzzy, pleasing to the touch rugs.
The trees are sumac, maple, birch, cherry, oak, apple, pear, and redwood. The underbrush is dense but not impassible. It's autumn and the leaves are in full color, soon they will be falling. It's midafternoon, a sunny day with a some large fluffy clouds and a light breeze.
The path is clear except for a few sticks and mossy rocks. It appears unused, but the path is clearly marked.
A wide stream that continues over a fall and into a pool with smooth rocks and sand ocvering the bottom. It's deep enough to swim in and warm from the natural hot spring that feeds into it. The water is clear and blue with small freshawter fish in it.
The cup is hand carved, feels like stone but looks like glass. It exactly matches the color of the water and when placed in the water it seems to disappear.
The key is delicate but heavy. It's made of iron or silver, perhaps. It's rather long, about the size of my hand. I think it unlocks a door but I'm not sure.