As I was overseeing construction of my villa-in-progress, I spotted a small object in the dirt. Brushing it off, I made out a carved beetle, the size of a small stone, with designs carved on the bottom: a lion and some strange picture writing. I remembered hearing about such writing from Egypt.
“What brought you here?” I asked the object, “so far from home?” I slipped it inside my satchel. There are more important matters at hand. This villa is not going to build itself.
“Hey!” I heard in the distance, “what brought you here?” Here came a friend, checking up on his new home nearby.
“Just making sure all is in order. How goes it?”
“I journey tomorrow to Hippos. Perhaps you will join me?”
“Indeed! Although it will take us an entire day of walking, it will be worth it to shop in the great market there.”
By sundown the following day we were overlooking Lake Ginnosar, mingling with people and merchants. In one stall were trinkets, some with picture writing! I brought out my strange beetle for the merchant. Being a businessman, he first asked for coins in exchange for his expertise. I sighed, and obliged. This object is not going to read itself …
Turning it over, he surprised me: “This is quite ancient – yet I have seen many like it. The creature with a lion’s body and crown is an Egyptian sphinx. He strides towards the sign of nefer, for good luck, happiness, and beauty. You know, such objects can be made into rings. Shall I craft one for you?”
I declined; I had paid – and learned – enough. I left to meet my friend at the wine merchant, and showed off my small find.
“What will you do with it?”
“It was luck that led me to it; its powers must be true. I will make sure to build it inside a wall of my new villa so that it may lead all who live there to happiness.”
 Larson, TA 2.3, pp. 93-94.