She slowly placed the basket on the table. It was filled to the brim with tiny eggshells, all painted a pretty pink. The sight was enchanting. Her fingers fidgetted as she extended into the basket. Each shell felt smooth against her palm. It was a odd collection, each shell telling its own legend. She pictured the birds that had once called these

Deep within the lush green, nestled amongst soft moss, a playful wren had crafted a cozy nest. Inside, laid out neatly were not the usual blue or speckled eggs, but rather a delightful set of sparkling pink eggs. A Riddle Wrapped in Pink Deep within a sprawling forest, nestled amongst the gigantic trees, lies a secret. Rumors abound of strange,