The room is located at the top of an older style building, offering an open outlook over the city and park.
Upon entrance, one is welcomed with the faint smell of timber and musk. The only source of light within the space is through large arched windows with deep sills, adorned with cushions on either end. The sun casts long shadows across the polished timber floor boards of the room and extends along to the opposite wall which features a book shelf, extending from one end of the wall to the other.
The forest is a lush forest with tall trees that extend high into the sky. The atmosphere is cool, yet warm due to the sun's rays which come in through the gaps between the trees.
Although one cannot see past the forest, it is not dense enough to feel trapped or lost. There is an airy, magical mood.
The pathway is barely visible however it can be easily navigated. There are a few tree roots and logs along the path however, they can be easily passed through.
The path follows through into a clearing of various sized rocks which act as a bank to a huge lake with crystal blue water, extending as far as the eye can see. The water is calm and placid
The drinking vessel is reminiscient of olden day flasks which have a round base and a cap which is attached to the flask by a thread. It is appears to be quite old and worn down.
The key is a large antique key made of brass with a decorative element at the top.
It is the key for the room in which I began my journey