A BASKET FULL PINK EGGS

She carefully lifted the basket, its plaited handle smooth beneath her hands. Inside, nestled amongst fluffy straw, lay a gleaming collection of eggs the color of roses. Each one was a perfect teardrop, its shiny shell a pleasant shade of baby pink. They were unlike any objects she'd encountered in her long life. A smile spread across her face, and

Upon the ornate table sat a basket brimming with an assortment of delicate pink eggs. Each shell was subtlety textured, 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 glow. Their pale blush tones held captive a melody, here inviting a closer look. Th