˚·̩̩̥͙*̩̩͙ L҉͖͙͕͕A̵͉͔͒LAKO STORY ˚·̩̩̥͙*̩̩͙

In old times, when wishing still helped one, there lived a bee whose baby bee where all beautiful, close by the bee’s castle lay a dark forest, and under an old lime-tree in the forest.
“Be quiet, and do not weep,”baby bee said : “Ah! i weeping for my sweet honey, which has fallen into the wish fountain.” The bee jumped into the fountain with the baby bee and asked him to make a wish, then the baby bee saw the nectar being wrapped in water drops and shining brightly.