Twelve Rosy Ova

Upon the rustic table sat a basket brimming with twelve delicate pink eggs. Each shell was subtlety textured, 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 gentle shades pul
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