She slowly placed the basket on the table. It was filled to the brim with miniature eggshells, all painted a vibrant pink. The sight was enchanting. Her fingers fidgetted as she plunged into the basket. Each shell felt cool against her palm. It was a special collection, each shell telling its own story. She pictured the birds that had once called

Deep within the vibrant foliage, nestled amongst delicate ferns, a diligent duck had crafted a cozy nest. Inside, laid out neatly were not the usual blue or speckled eggs, but rather a remarkable set of glowing pink eggs. The Mystery of the Pink Eggs Deep within a sprawling forest, nestled amongst the grand trees, lies a secret. Rumors abound of