A COLLECTION OF EGGS IN A ROSY HUE

She carefully lifted the hamper, its twined handle smooth beneath her grip. Inside, nestled amongst soft bedding, lay a gleaming heap of pink eggs. Each one was a perfect teardrop, its glossy shell a pleasant shade of rose quartz. They were unlike any eggs she had ever seen in her long life. A smile lit up her face, and she treasured the basket. Th

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 ray of sunlight pierced through the window, illuminating the eggs in a gentle glow. Their soft pink hues seemed to whisper, inviting a closer look. The luster