The ten actual words I did manage are contained herein:
She held out her hand and opened it. An egg-shaped stone lay upon her palm, watery blue with a faceted red sphere near its larger end. A glimmer. All the girls shifted forward for a better view. They knew what mineralized sresree eggs were supposed to look like, but Lelo supposed none of them had never seen a real one either.
Um, yay me?
Sadly I do not foresee more productivity in my near future.