Close Enough Egg

A lot of effort has gone into making the eggs in this clutch. Perfectly presented in their shell wrapping, each individual ovoid is pretty as a picture… and then there's this one. Perhaps Rhenesath's bio-factory ran out of wrapping, as this egg is a lumpy sibling to its smooth-shelled brethren. Its misshapen shell seems thrown together in a haphazard style, duct tape silver attempting to secure a brown parchment wrapper around to hide the creamy white that peeps smugly out from the ill-applied concealment.

Furoshiki Egg

Kawaii! This little egg is itty-bitty in comparison to the rest, but that only adds to its cuteness. Its creamy shell almost looks as if it's enveloped in soft fabric, with ripples and waves of light and shade where creases would naturally appear - that is, if this dragonet-to-be actually were draped in material. The softly textured surface has a delicate pattern upon it, visible more readily the closer you get to it. Watercolour brushstrokes create pink hearts and purple flowers, artistic and romantic in their lightness and delicacy.

Come Away With Me Egg

With its muted shades of blue, brown and green, this egg promises adventure and wonder to all those who look upon it. Softly, deftly decorated, the colours have an antiqued look to them. It's almost as if they've been faded by ocean spray on the salty high seas, tempered by trudging through countless storms, and besmudged by the earth that eager feet have carried them over, step by gleefully exploring step. Artful placement has the muted shades arranged in such a way that might even be familiar - surely the blue must be ocean, while the brown and green, with mountain range markings and sandy smudges, must be Pern's continents? There's only one way to know for sure… come away, and explore all this egg with its worldly wrapping has to offer.

Minimalist Egg

Despite the fact that it is a uniform color and texture alike, this egg is anything but boring. It manages to carry the whole concept of elegant simplicity to an ideal conclusion, catching light and bending it in a way that makes one pause and consider its charismatic appeal. Bright scarlet from end to end and start to finish, the egg's capacity for glance-snagging is initially high: it certainly lights up the sands. The surface is utterly, perfectly smooth — without even a wrinkle or a ridge! — and seems to be perpetually shiny, even in the dark.

Last Minute Egg

It's an egg only a mother could love, really. I mean, who puts those sorts of colors together? Red, pink, purple, orange, green, and some kind of muddy mess as if the creator mixed all the colors together "just to see what would happen". It's not artfully designed, either. There are no patterns, no defined edges, no artful swirls. It's just a mess of blotches of paint and…is that glitter?

Us Against the World Egg

A strange looking one to be sure, this egg is a miasma of darker colors. Mixed brown, blues and crimsons fade to near blacks as it forms an ominous looking sea. Roughly dead center upon it floats a circular corona of bright yellow. Shining as the brightest part of the whole, the radiance seems to be thawing the darker colors and for a few inches all around it the threatening inkiness warms to gray and white. Within the protective yellow circle are two blotches of red and orange, each having several molten fingers that intertwine with each other as two tightly held hands. Two hands, together stronger than each alone. Together holding back the darkness and together, them against the world.

Key to My Egg

Eggshell white is offset by soft pastel colors, the most delicate of pinks and yellows arranged along the base of this small, oblong shaped egg. They create the illusion of some form of flower, the petals stylized as if to be attractive but not so eye catching as to detract from the rest of the egg's decor. A swath of darker pink, the most vibrant of all the hues on the shell, runs from tip to base like a singular piece of ribbon. Midway it is interrupted by a heart-shaped dab of antiqued bronze, a tiny lock with a darker depression for the keyhole and resting almost dead centre on the egg. Above it, another smaller ribbon of dark pink branches off, ending in more antique bronze that takes the form of an antique key, resting temptingly on its side. Shame one just can't grab it, to unlock the gift within — but that would be just too easy, wouldn't it?

The Un-Plain Brown Wrapper Egg

Underneath all of the decor, this egg is a pale brown. Brown like the dullest of note papers, or the sort of paper you'd wrap meat or fish from a butcher in. It feels rather unremarkably dull, too … in those spots. In the brown spots. But ridged and twisting around all that brown are a series of other shapes and raised textures (in one area, even slightly dipped — but there seems to have been no damage to the dragon inside with that little dent), reminiscent of many muted decorative things. The smoothness and the look of swirling, curled ribbons. Of petaled flowers, in white and yellow and even one or two little purple ones depending on the angle. Of subtle but present dusted glitter. It appears to have been painstakingly and lovingly constructed, so many different rather bland-looking elements blended together to make something wonderful.