"Seriously brain, what the hell?" A Thread For Weird Dreams and Nightmares

I ever so rarely remember my dreams but not only that's not the case for the last one I had it was also kind of long and odd enough to share.

In the dream I'm a traveler visiting a swampy area looking for a smith. Within moments of wandering I find what looks like a run down shack and upon approaching the place I find a woman who introduces herself as a smith with the shack as her workshop. She invites me inside and upon entering the shack it turns into a greater place than what it looks from the outside, aswell as not as run down with a stone floor and a big fire pit. I then request the woman to craft a piece of metalwork of her choice to which she quickly accepts delivering a crude spoon from the pit. I examine it still hot pulling it close to my face and hitting it a few times in the floor and my knuckles, soon deeming it a fine piece of work. I look at the woman and begin to explain that i'm part of a society of secret metalworkers that pass down their craftworks and techniques to those we consider to have enough skill. The specifics being that all work must have a copy that will be passed out to one of the wanderers like myself within a couple of months, in exchange we will share new plans and techniques for the knowledge of the techniques they know or have improved upon from past visits, the woman in joy tells me to let her join to which I accept but as soon as I hand down the roll with the stuff I have to share it turns into a bunch of balloons.

And then I wake up.

I still feel confused about it.