The room seems to be dim, and cool, not cold. The typical early morning coolness at 6 am. The room is furnished with cozy and cottage type decor. The kind that beckons you to want to stay put for awhile with a fire roaring in the fireplace.

The sun peeks in scarce by the high evergreen trees that grow there. The trees send off a high fragnant and potent pine smell...awww. The air is brisk.

The path is paved with crunchy needles that have fallen over the seasons. It seems a bit narrow...less traveled...you can definitely see the path.

Its a small lake. Calm. Fog type hovering just above the body of water. It seems peaceful

Its a ceramic mug...worn...cared for...treasured. Its plain..no markings...simple.

Its a skelaton key...old and worn. It might unlock a box maybe even a door.