The room is very warm. The furnishings are very old-fashioned. I am lying on a huge bed and the sheets are white and clean. There are heavy curtains in front of the window but I can still see the light shining through it. A clock is ticking loudly, the wooden closet is rather dark.
The trees in the forest are huge and dark green. The earth under my feet is smooth and a bit wet. The branches of the trees are waving in the wind.
The path is rather easily navigated. Though it is quite narrow I can always see where I am going. It is a very long path so I can't see where it ends.
I can hear the water before I see it and I love its sound because it's so peaceful. The water itself is icy cold but fresh. It is too cold to bathe in it but it is so fresh that I would love to clean my face with it or even drink it.
It is a white cup and it is probably self-made cause I can see a printed picture on it. It is a picture of a person I have never seen before but she has a friendly look on her face. I figure that someone who is related to that person accidentaly left it there.
It is an old and big key and it looks very nostalgic. It reminds me of a fairytale so I imagine that some magic person left it here for me so that I can open a treasure which I will soon find in the woods.