You continue to stroll down the path, enjoying the sunshine and greenery that surrounds you.
On either side of the path, there are grassy meadows as far as the eye can see. A bird wheels
high overhead, with a wild shriek of joyous freedom.
As you travel on, the landscape around you changes. In the distance, you can see hills slowly turning into mountains; as well, a sparkling stream meanders out of one of the meadows and begins to snake along the side of the path. Eventually, you come to a fork in the road.
There is a tall tree at the fork of the road, with arrows pointing to each of the paths. Sadly, you cannot make out what the markings say; the tree is thick with moss and ivy, and the letters are all obscured. Beneath the tree, someone has thoughtfully left out a large blanket and a picnic basket. The blanket looks invitingly soft and sun-warmed.
Follow the path that goes by the stream | Follow the path that goes towards the mountains | Take a nap on the blanket