Deep within the forest, nestled among the twigs, sat a unique nest. Unlike any other, it held not the usual green eggs but a delightful collection of vibrant pink ones. The sight was amazing. A nearby squirrel paused, its gaze fixed on the magical sight. Could this be a omen? An Enigma in Pastel Deep within the heart of Willow Creek, a unusual

She looked into the small nest, her gaze widening at astonishment. Within the ordinary blue ova, there were a collection of bright pink ones. The sight was so uncommon that she paused for a second. She carefully reached out to touch one of the pink ova, her hand trembling with curiosity. Could this be genuine? Or was it just a illusion? A Riddle