Close-up of a fine line black tattoo of the word Believe in cursive script with a small dragonfly, on the top of a foot.

Believe script with dragonfly on foot

Fine line · Other · Black and grey · Photo

A close-up photograph of a foot showing the word Believe in joined cursive lettering, with a small dragonfly outline beside the final letters. The linework is thin and even, in black ink with no shading or colour. The foot fills most of the frame against a pale background, with the toes visible at the bottom edge.

Fine line Lettering Other Believe Script Dragonfly Word

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The rain had been coming down on Harrowgate Market since six, and by noon Imelda Quayle had given up on the trestle tables and was sorting brass buttons under a tarpaulin. Her father had mended clocks on this corner for forty years. Now she sold whatever his neighbours left in their loft boxes: keys to houses nobody lived in, a ceramic dog with one ear, and a tin of paper dragonflies that someone had cut from a seed catalogue and never finished.

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A boy ducked under the awning with his hood dripping and asked what the card said. She told him it said BELIEVE, in a hand so looped it looked like wire. He said he didn't believe in anything that cost four pounds. She laughed, and he stayed to watch the water bounce off the cobbles, and she told him about the summer her father swore a dragonfly had landed on his wrist and promised him a good year. It had been a good year, though not the one he meant. Her father always said the insect had been generous with the details and careless with the dates.

The boy's mother called him from the chip shop, and he left a coin on the table and took the card anyway. Imelda thought no more about it until the next Saturday, when the same boy came back, rain running off his nose, and pulled up one trouser leg to show her a dragonfly pressed onto the inside of his trainer with sticky tape. "Not a believing thing," he said. "More a crossing-the-road thing. I'm faster now." She gave him a second card for free and told him he was the first customer her father would have approved of.