Colourful watercolour sketch style tattoo of Princess Aurora and Maleficent across a person's upper back.

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Aurora and Maleficent watercolour back tattoo

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A tattoo of two Sleeping Beauty characters, Aurora in a pink gown on the left and Maleficent with green-tinged horns on the right, shown from behind on the upper back. The bold black linework is loose and sketch-like, with the figures partly outlined and partly filled in. Pink, yellow, green and purple washes bleed outwards in splashes and drips, giving the piece a watercolour feel.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The last show of the Harrowgate Travelling Company was meant to be the Sleeping Girl, and the Sleeping Girl would not wake. Dunstan had painted her for the posters thirty summers back, in a gown the colour of rhubarb fool, lying on straw beneath a canvas that had once been red. For a penny the crowd could watch her breathe. Every evening the green woman, Morwen, walked slowly around the bed with her horns catching the lamplight, and every evening the benches grew emptier.

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Morwen kept the spindle. It was brass, no longer than a finger, and she wound it with wool dyed in every shade the company had ever carried: madder, weld, a bruised purple from a town that had since burned down. She told Dunstan the girl would wake when the last of the colours ran out of the wool. Dunstan, who was owed money by three councils and a fishmonger, said the wool was cheap and so was she.

On the final night the girl sat up before the second bell. Her gown bled pink down the front where the paint had crept through the fabric, and drips ran from the canvas roof onto the grass in long, slow streaks. Hester stepped down from the straw, took the spindle from Morwen's hand, and wound the last thread. The colour left the tent all at once, running out over the field until the wagons, the bunting and the caravan roofs were only grey wood and wet grass.

The next morning the town came to see the show and found two women sitting on the wagon steps, one with a bed of straw behind her and one with a spindle in her lap. Nobody paid. Hester said the fairground had never needed colour, only someone to hold the thread. Morwen did not argue. She had seen a good many girls wake and walk away, so she simply began to wind the wool again.