The room is warm. There is a big, soft warm couch, hard wood floors, a white rug, a coffee table, and a fireplace. There is a radio and a nice T.V. There are paintings of nature and japanese calligraphy. Large windows allow the morning light in and small colorful birds are singing outside.
The forest is bright but there are paths which are dark. I see birch trees, willow trees by the lake, evergreen trees, redwoods, cherry trees. The ground is soft and smells fresh. There are mountains in the horizon, covered with snow.
There are multiple paths into and out of the forest. From my viewpoint, there is one primary obvious path. It is medium, easy to see but one must stay on it or risk getting lost. There are multiple forks in the road. It is visible and moderately travelled upon.
It is a water fall. The water is warm inside. There are bubbles and mists. It is a calm place. The water is soft, clean, and clear. I take a swim.
The flask is light blue in color. It is transclucent. It is solid and will not break. It is clean and it shines. It is smooth to the touch.
The key is silver. It is soft and hard. The key is smooth to the touch and well polished. I think the key unlocks a garden perhaps.