She carefully lifted the basket, its twined handle smooth beneath her hands. Inside, nestled amongst fluffy straw, lay a dazzling heap of eggs the color of roses. Each one was a perfect sphere, its shiny shell a pleasant shade of pastel pink. They were unlike any sight she'd witnessed before in her

Upon the ornate 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 shard of golden warmth pierced through the window, illuminating the eggs in a gentle shimmer. Their gentle shade