A COLLECTION OF EGGS IN A ROSY HUE

She carefully lifted the container, its plaited handle smooth beneath her hands. Inside, nestled amongst soft hay, lay a dazzling collection of pink eggs. Each one was a perfect teardrop, its smooth shell a pleasant shade of baby pink. They were unlike any sight she'd witnessed before in her long life. A smile lit up her face, and she treasured the

Upon the antique table sat a basket brimming with an assortment of delicate pink eggs. Each shell was smooth and glossy, 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 shimmer. Their gentle shades pulsated with a faint rhythm, inviting a closer look.