She carefully lifted the basket, its plaited handle smooth beneath her hands. Inside, nestled amongst fluffy hay, lay a gleaming collection 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 spread across her face, and s

Upon the ornate table sat a basket brimming with a multitude of delicate pink eggs. Each shell was subtlety textured, cradling within its fragile walls the promise of new life. A single ray of sunlight pierced through the window, illuminating the eggs in a gentle shimmer. Their pale blush tones seemed to whisper, inviting a closer look. The lust