Last night I had a very peculiar dream. I was on a rowboat in the middle of a raging sea, it was nighttime, and raining heavily. I was heading in the direction of a large peaked mountain, the silhouette I could faintly see in the distance as lightning cracked, lighting up the sky. Another mysterious hooded figure was on the rowboat with me (I couldn't quite make out who it was but could see their silhouette). I told them that we were heading "inside" of the mountain because it was a place where "Woden worshippers" went.

I arrived at the mountain and entered the cave entrance, but when inside, a rocky path went upwards and required one to crawl on their belly as a trickling stream of water ran downwards, making the path slippery and hard to climb. I found an easier pathway to the top on the left side of the rocky path which had stairs all of a sudden. Various runes and ancient symbols were etched into the wall which I could read coherently in the dream as I took the path up. Then, I continued walking but woke up just before the dream finished.