A COLLECTION OF PASTEL-COLORED EGGS

She carefully lifted the hamper, its twined handle smooth beneath her hands. Inside, nestled amongst cushioned hay, lay a gleaming assortment of eggs the color of roses. Each one was a perfect teardrop, its shiny shell a charming shade of pastel pink. They were unlike any eggs she had ever seen in her many years. A smile spread across her face, and

Upon the ornate table sat a basket brimming with twelve delicate pink eggs. Each shell was almost translucent, 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 gentle shades pulsated with a faint rhythm, inviting a closer look. The iridesce