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Fraxinella

“Thank you,” said the prince. “Now buzz off. I am barely
containing my passionate nature, which may erupt at any moment.”
Apis hastily took wing and tried to remember his flight plan at the
moment he had collided and crashed. The last place he had been was
that big clump of wild rosebushes down south. He got his bearings
and headed for that destination, the prince’s precious cargo clinging
to his fuzzy fuselage. It was late in the day and he longed to be
huddled happily in his hive, but Apis had a job to do and he was,
after all, a good worker.

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