A COLLECTION OF EGGS IN A ROSY HUE

She carefully lifted the basket, its twined handle smooth beneath her hands. Inside, nestled amongst fluffy straw, lay a vibrant heap of eggs tinted with blush. Each one was a perfect teardrop, its glossy shell a pleasant shade of pastel pink. They were unlike any eggs she had ever seen in her long life. A smile spread across her face, and she held

Upon the rustic 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 ray of sunlight pierced through the window, illuminating the eggs in a gentle glow. Their gentle shades seemed to whisper, inviting a closer look. The iridescence of the