A BASKET FULL PINK EGGS

She carefully lifted the basket, its twined handle smooth beneath her grip. Inside, nestled amongst cushioned hay, lay a gleaming assortment of eggs tinted with blush. Each one was a perfect oval, its shiny shell a pleasant shade of rose quartz. They were unlike any objects she'd encountered in her many years. A smile lit up her face, and she held

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 ray of sunlight pierced through the window, illuminating the eggs in a gentle luminescence. Their gentle shades pulsated with a faint rhythm, inviting a closer look. Th