It was once a small fairy called Rosaline

It was as small as a bee, had two transparent and brilliant
wings and a dress color of dew.

In wood everyone liked it, because not only Rosaline was beautiful,
but it was good and nice.

Rosaline had enemy very wild, Arachnée, the malicious spider which
haìssait everyone, and which would have liked to devour all that was
smaller than it.

It was the terror of the flies and all that flew quietly in wood. The
small fairy was afraid well because its magic wand could not anything
against Arachnée

One Rosaline day made the nap, its bed was in the medium of a
wild pink which scented the air in the neighbourhoods.

Suddenly, arrived a fair bee which cried hopelessly.

Where is Rosaline? it asked the small wild pink.

The flower opened its petals of pinks and there, in the beautiful
medium, the bee saw the small fairy.

Rosaline, Rosaline! shouted the fair bee while bending down towards
the deadened fairy.

Rosaline woke up, rubbed its beautiful eyes and required its soft
voice:

What do you want?

Rosaline, pity for my small Miellette sister! She is captive of the
nets of Arachnée!

Rosaline leaps out of its bed scented by pushing a cry of terror.

But you know, dear small bee, that I cannot anything against
Arachnée.

Use your magic wand!

My magic wand does not have any capacity against the spider!

What to make? asked the poor desperate bee. Miellette will die.

let us fly immediately towards it! Rosaline shouted.

Intertwined one with the other, they flew towards the fabric of
Arachnée.

The house of the spider was extremely beautiful, it seemed made out of
money wire which were shining with the sun. But on beautiful wire,
there was the adhesive which imprisoned all that approached.

And there, in the beautiful medium of brilliant wire, there was poor
Miellette which struggled while howling of terror.

Fortunately Arachnée missed for the moment, otherwise Miellette would
have been definitively lost, wrapped in the silk bag that Arachnée
employed to bind its prisoners closely.

Rosaline and the bee approached the silver plated fabric.

Miellette cried:

Deliver to me small sister!

And more it moved, more its small legs were caught in the net.

Do not approach you, otherwise you will be captive as Miellette
shouted Rosaline with the fair bee.

Miellette with died half, lay now on money wire.

Rosaline approached gently, lengthened its magic wand, touched the
cobweb.....

But the rod remained captive like Miellette.

The small fairy tried to release its invaluable rod, but it lost
balance and fell, it also, in the medium of wire.

The fair bee and Miellette are reflected to shout:

With the help, the Help |! Rosaline is captive of Arachnée!

All the animals of the forest heard their cries, but alas, Arachnée
heard them too it! With its hairy legs it started to climb towards its
residence.

The more it climbed and the more it laughed, laughed, laughed....

I will take it, wrap it silk bag and... Rosaline good-bye! Ah!
You who did not want that the insects fall into my nets!

Now you y here! Ah! Ah! Ah!

While Arachnéee ran more quickly than it could, Jean and Monique, two
good children, arrived in front of the cobweb.

Look at, Jean, there is a captive bee.

And then, oh! Monique, there is also the small fairy of wood!

Let us save shouted them Jean. Two small fingers were enough to
release the captive ones.

Miellette forgot to thank the children and flew away with his sister.

Rosaline smiles gently and embraced the small ones on the cheek.

Thank you very much!

she says while malicious Arachnée, arrived at end of breath in its
fabric, looked of an air furibond broken wire and the empty house.