'What to do?' said Stephanotis querulously 'I knew we should have had breakfast first, things never work out if one misses breakfast'. They were being swept along in a very fast current and as hard as they rowed they couldn't even keep up with the pace of the river. The truth was the Stephanotis only really liked adventures in small doses, whereas Archibold adored a good old fashioned out of control and by the seat of his pants challenge. 'We'll be just tickety boo shortly Stephanotis, just around the bend is an inlet where we can beach the boat'. This was wishful thinking because as they rounded the curve they shot by the beach far to fast to even really notice it.
Stephanotis had his eyes shut and given up rowing (gnomes don't really like wasting energy) and was wiggling his toes to try and calm himself down. Archibold was standing at the prow of the boat, blue eyes glinting with glee and a rope in either hand just in case he caught sight of anything they could throw a mooring rope onto. "All will be well, just you see - were just on our way to somewhere special that we would never have found otherwise.' Stephanotis groaned as he was beginning to feel very sick.
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