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Fraxinella
Fraxinella just waited quietly, not daring to say or do anything that
would give her away. Apis swerved and backtracked among the
beckoning plants. He wasn’t going to fly into just any flower: most of
the roses were old bushes, and the late spring sun was beginning to
wilt their petals. He could afford to be choosy.
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