She carefully lifted the container, its plaited handle smooth beneath her grip. Inside, nestled amongst cushioned straw, lay a dazzling heap of eggs tinted with blush. Each one was a perfect teardrop, its glossy shell a pleasant shade of baby pink. They were unlike any eggs she had ever seen in her many years. A smile spread across her face, and sh

Upon the antique table sat a basket brimming with a multitude of delicate pink eggs. Each shell was almost translucent, cradling within its fragile walls the promise of new life. A single shard of golden warmth pierced through the window, illuminating the eggs in a gentle shimmer. Their gentle shades seemed to whisper, inviting a closer look. Th