The room is comfortably warm with a lot of diffused natural light streaming in from large windows on two walls. There is a fireplace with a crackling fire. The walls are beige and brown. There is a large blue chair with several red throw pillows and a fuzzy blanket. The room smells like cocoa.
The trees are tall, sturdy pines. The sunlight dapples the ground as it streams throught the tree canopy. The ground is carpeted with pine needles, giving it a slightly springy feel.
The path is about two feet wide made of packed dirt. It winds gently through the forest. There are few sharp turns, but there is an occassional rock in the path. The rocks are just the right size for twisting your ankle if you are not careful.
The water is a shallow, burbling stream. The water is cool and clear. It makes a happy sound as it travels across the stone-covered streambed.
It appears to be a hand-thrown pottery mug. It has a very pretty swirly blue and white glaze. It is large and heavy, but can still be easily lifted by the comfortable handle.
The key is as long as my hand from wrist to finger tip. It looks old-fashioned with lots of curliques and designs, but it is very shiny. It is silver etched with gold. I expect it to be heavy when I pick it up, but it is strangely light. I think it opens a little-used attic room in an older home.