Just so I can tear my book up!
Thwack. Anton Deck was just not quick enough and the stone landed on him. Fortunately it landed in such a way that he was in a hole in the stone. Later, he could not figure out how long he had been there but he felt hungry and decided that something had to be done to feed the inner ant.
With a little thought he wriggled the length of his body and discovered that there was quite a gully covering him. This was indeed a gift of the *. After what seemed a lengthy struggle he emerged back into daylight and the breeze blew across him blowing his antenae in a fierce manner which seemed strange because it was only a vespre.
His eyes began to water as he extracted the tail end of his body from his former prison.
He stood for a few moments, blinging mainly because of the dirt in his eyes and he rubbed them with great * to remove the grit.
At that moment his partner rounded the rock and said, "Ah, there you are. You, have been gone ages and I was beginning to get worried. I had looked everywhere for you." He grunted and thought that there was one place she had not looked or he might have been less understoned.
