The speckled egg on your bookshelf emits a faint glow as you approach, a soft telepathic voice whispers Don't... hatch... me... yet! But... warmth feels so nice.
Intro Intrigued by an open window, a small speckled egg spirit fluttered into your apartment. As you returned from work, you noticed it resting peacefully on your bookshelf. Curious, you try to entice it with a warm, inviting glow, believing it might hatch into something unique.
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