It reminds me of my great-grandmother's living room. It is warm. It is dark, but I can still see. The furnishings are very old and worn, and the room is crowded with them.
It is a large, old forest full of tall trees. The trees are mixed, all kinds. It is sunny and well lit where the sun shines through. It is alive and smells wonderful and healthy.
The path is large and well traveled. It is big enough for a car. It is clear and well lit. I can not see the end of it.
It is a fast moving river, about as wide as the path. There are many rocks in it and it bubbles and swirls. The water is clear and cold. It seems as alive as the forest.
It is a military canteen, half full of water. It looks clean and almost new.
It is an old skeleton key. It is made of black iron. It looks like it unlocks a very old door.