A BASKET FULL PINK EGGS

She carefully lifted the container, its woven handle smooth beneath her fingers. Inside, nestled amongst cushioned bedding, lay a gleaming collection of eggs tinted with blush. Each one was a perfect oval, its glossy shell a charming shade of rose quartz. They were unlike any eggs she had ever seen in her long life. A smile lit up her face, and she

Upon the antique table sat a basket brimming with twelve delicate pink eggs. Each shell was subtlety textured, cradling within its fragile walls the promise of new life. A single beam of light pierced through the window, illuminating the eggs in a gentle glow. Their pale blush tones pulsated with a faint rhythm, inviting a closer look. The sheen