She carefully lifted the container, its twined handle smooth beneath her grip. Inside, nestled amongst cushioned straw, lay a vibrant collection of eggs tinted with blush. Each one was a perfect oval, its glossy shell a pleasant shade of rose quartz. They were unlike any sight she'd witnessed before

Upon the rustic table sat a basket brimming with twelve delicate pink eggs. Each shell was smooth and glossy, 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 soft pink hues seemed