She carefully lifted the container, its plaited handle smooth beneath her hands. Inside, nestled amongst fluffy bedding, lay a vibrant heap of eggs the color of roses. Each one was a perfect oval, its glossy shell a delightful shade of pastel pink. They were unlike any eggs she had ever seen in her

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 shard of golden warmth pierced through the window, illuminating the eggs in a gentle luminescence. Their pale b