Human: Generate for me a description of a foreboding scene outside a road clearing with a canteen cover. Assistant: 
Despite the quiet, travellers have left their mark. A sparrow pecks at a discarded canteen cover, pulls a thread from it, and flies off -- no doubt to add it to the lining of a nest. To the northeast, the edge of the monastery's stone wall juts against the road, looming like a bold stroke drawn against the horizon.