"In the light of day, the farmer was in no small part relieved when he found
his milk pale,
empty; alas, but in tact. And soon it was filled with berries.
The farmer was about to embark on his
climb back up to the road, when he noticed something else. He hadn't seen
it the night before, so
black was its shell. But there it was... An egg. Large.
Larger than any egg he'd seen before. A shell shiny and black and
jagged, as though it were made
of glass. And more. It was warm. Warm, inside."...
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