Because, if I were, this is exactly the kind of thing that would happen to me.
Last night I had a dream that I was going through a swamp to a little house and, in the house, I was a little girl and I was given some beads to play with. When I got to the seventh bead, which stood for mystery, I was shoved into a cave, where a woman wrote F-E-H-U on the wall, which, of course, was weird, because she could have just written Fehu.
Wealth and cattle. Hmm.
Causing discord among kin.
Oh, subconsience, why can’t you be more direct?