A BASKET FULL PINK EGGS

She carefully lifted the hamper, its plaited handle smooth beneath her fingers. Inside, nestled amongst soft straw, lay a gleaming assortment of pink eggs. Each one was a perfect teardrop, its smooth shell a pleasant 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 gently cradled t

Upon the rustic table sat a basket brimming with twelve delicate pink eggs. Each shell was almost translucent, 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 pale blush tones pulsated with a faint rhythm, inviting a closer look. The iri