Moonspear and if i say to you tomorrow

Jarilo seemed eager to rob bees, which made Charon feel proud of his son; his enthusiasm was infectuous. So far his only son had worked out pretty well. They set off on their adventure even though Charon had little idea where to look. They were near a flower field, so surely there must be a bee-den somewhere nearby, right?

At the question he looked thoughtful a moment, pausing though he kept glancing around as though expecting he might just happen to see one right that moment. "A bee-den," he began while he dug around in his brain to try and remember what they looked like, "Is greyish and round with a hole where the bees enter. And there'll be lots of bees." That's the one he remembered back in Stavanger Bay, anyway. He glanced around, watching the bees in the field and trying to gauge where they were headed.