Antioch: Step TwentyBaxter Clap Tells A Tale: Pt. 3

I was startled for a brief second, but decided then and there it was worth the risk. So I darted toward the treat and caught it up onto my shoulders like a soldier carrying a wounded friend, and took off to the Greenesh Lands. As I struggled to steady the candy across my back, however, I felt a quake of sorts underfoot and looked up to see a white-foam torrent rushing up all around me. I redoubled my steps, gripping tightly to the weight on my back. Before I knew it, the water had me in its sudsy folds and I was being washed along without control.

The current was too strong to fight and I was pulled under repeatedly by its waves, so I kept as close to the M&M as possible until I could find an opportunity. At one point, only to my luck, the waves kicked me up high into the air and landed me on top of the candy so that I rode it like a sort of raft. And cutting grip-holes into its sweet surface, I steered the craft back to the edge of the Greenesh Lands, where the river let us off not-so-gently. I made camp there for the night to recuperate, and brought the prize home the next morning for all to partake. Of course, by then it was brown and a bit smaller from erosion. But I think everyone enjoyed it.