SEVERAL DOZEN EGGS IN A ROSY HUE

She carefully lifted the basket, its plaited handle smooth beneath her fingers. Inside, nestled amongst fluffy straw, lay a vibrant heap of eggs the color of roses. Each one was a perfect oval, its smooth shell a charming shade of pastel pink. They were unlike any objects she'd encountered in her many years. A smile lit up her face, and she gently

Upon the ornate table sat a basket brimming with an assortment of delicate pink eggs. Each shell was almost translucent, 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 to whisper, inviting a closer look.