Climb up
From Create Your Own Story
You swing yourself up onto the lowest branch of the tree, and the old woman shrieks in alarm. "Oi!" she calls, trying to retreat along the branch. "What d'you want?"
A few branches above her, you notice a buzzing beehive. It hangs like a ripe fruit from the very highest branches of the enormous tree. A huge number of bees dance in and out in a swarm, busy at work.
Do you:
Cast a spell!
