A Device Like None Other Egg

The tip of this long, oval-shaped egg is a fine silver in color, glistening as if newly shined. It is curved just so, appearing as if it could be flipped open with a bit of effort or the press of a button. Not too far away from the tip, the egg's shell bulges slightly outward, colored a duller silver as if worn with use and appearing as if it were part of the mechanism that would rebeal the contents of the egg. Whirling shades of greens and emeralds twist together like a vortex, drawn in by some powerful, unseen force. This pattern takes up the remainder of the eggs coloring, aside from the bottom of the egg where the round shape ends and blunts out as if it were the base of this strange contraption of an egg.

Deadly Heart of a Secret World Egg

Comparatively small, this egg seems at first to be unassuming; it sits at a slight angle on the sands, round with a slight jagged edge to one side. Brown at its base, sandy-tan and electric blue swirling and melding around each other on the rest of the shell, dashed with hints of sparkling orange, it is attractive in a traditional sort of way but not anything to really speak of. Let light catch it at the right angle, though, and it glitters and sparks, illuminating the blue on its shell into a piercing, overwhelming glow; a light that could give so much and take so much away. Blink, and it's gone, back to a simple stony egg in a pile of hot sand.

Freefall Through the Universe Egg

Dark stone encircles the circumference of this egg at the widest point. Appearing to have been fashioned by design rather than natural occurrence, it bears indecipherable symbols at regular intervals. Contained within the stone is a shimmering clear blue pool, across which irregular diamond patterns seem to waver and dance while the underside of the shell lies in shadow, mysterious and unfathomable. One can almost sense the energy contained within; a seething promise, the taste of things unknown; the scent of far off adventure. Is it a portal to the stars or a passage to disaster?

Into a Billion Pieces Egg

Thousands of tiny beams of light move vertically across the surface of this long, elongated egg. Stretched out as if it were being pulled from both ends at once, both sides of this egg are linked with countless strands of color. Though the base of the egg is black, the cream and blue lines make it difficult to identify what might lurk beneath its shell, flickering and flashing and confusing the eye.

Cell Your Sole Egg

Red. Red. Eye-piercing red covers the top of this egg, fading into a myriad of blacks and silvers and a firm, thick, brown bottom. Those familiar with machinery might almost think the black-and-silver twisting created the shape of gears, or that if you looked at it funny the red at the top seemed to blink occasionally — but it couldn't be, could it? After all, this is just an egg; it certainly isn't holding any secret mechanisms and it absolutely has no need for an indicator light. Its shell is thicker than some others, though not so much for a dragonhealer to be concerned, and looks nearly leathery-smooth on the surface; elegance hiding the irritation that might be hidden beneath the shell.

Timeless Struggle of Mankind Egg

Across the large, oval egg that sits nestled in the sands, shadows of dark and light dance in circle patterns around it. Hidden within the darker areas and easily seen against the white are large slashes of colors that cover the entire spectrum of colors. Blues collide with reds to send sparks of purple hues away from them. Greens collide with yellows to blend them into a bright field of colors. Each slash of color is a long, thin rod with blurred edges where each color strikes the other. Where at first it appears to be randomness there is a pattern that emerges the longer one looks at this particular egg. A ragged line that blends unevenly the black into the white it's evident that roughly half the egg is covered with the black backdrop while the other egg is the white mottled background. Each has their own slashes of colors to dominate and wage war against each other. The only question is who is winning?

All Become Flawless Egg

Dark and sombre could be the best words to describe this egg, its shell cloaked in it with only slight variations in the murky depths to give some illusion of shapes and ghostly forms. Silhouettes cast in stark outlines of deep blues, greys and whites as if lit from behind or from the sides by some unseen source of light that washes out all the finer details. Enough can be seen to make out what looks like the curved edge of a debris littered stage and the true eye catching part is not the stage itself but the two figures poised in challenge at either end. Looming up against the dark expanse of the rounded side of the egg is a twisted monstrosity of a creature, born of living flame, vivid and sinister reds and oranges almost eye blindingly bright. Grotesque faces, sharp teeth and claws, it seems forever shifting under the light, a trick of the eye and mind but unsettling all the same. It has begun to pool over the edge of the steel blue stage, extending outwards in a loose semi-circle as if ready to snare its prey. For below it, so infinitely small against its size is a lone, white clad figure, its head held high and arms held out stiffly at its side in a pose of defiant challenge, unafraid as it takes its final stand against its foe.

When I Woke Up Egg

Almost silvery in hue, this gunmetal grey egg almost looks boxy, instead of round. Must be a trick of the light though, or perhaps that's the reason why it's not rolling around out there. Polished aluminum gives way to black rubber lining, curving around the egg with rounded corners to accentuate its rectangular shape. Within, though, that is where the magic happens. A vibrant Y shape in white and blue gleams brightly against the dark surface of the rest of the egg's shell, illusions of light and shadow flickering and promising everything time has to offer.