Traditional style tattoo of a chibi figure in a grey cloak holding a sword, with the words KNOWS and NUTHIN above and below, on a lower leg.

Chibi figure in a grey cloak with Knows Nuthin lettering

Traditional · Calf · Mixed · Photo

A large-eyed cartoon figure with dark hair and a grey cloak stands centre frame, holding a sword across its body. The figure has bold black outlines, flat fills and simple shading on the cloak, and the words KNOWS and NUTHIN are set in black block capitals above and below it. A teal halo sits behind the figure, with warm skin tones and a small red area at the left edge of the frame.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Dear Wren, the snow came over the top of Hollin Gap on the third night, so I am writing this by the stub of a candle in the hut at the bottom of the pass, with my boots steaming on the stove and Corporal Pell snoring like a sawmill across the room. You asked in your last letter whether I have learned anything useful up here. Ask Pell and he will tell you I know nothing, and he has said it so often that the whole company now chants it whenever I mis-tie a knot or lose the tally sticks.

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The truth is I have learned that a sword is heavier than it looks and that a grey cloak is the only thing standing between a man and the wind. Yesterday the captain sent me up the north path with a message for the signal fire at Cairn Stoy. The message was four words long. I carried it in my head, the sword strapped across my back, the cloak pinned tight with the brass clasp Mother gave me. I reached the cairn at dusk and found the fire already lit by a woman I had never met, Ysolde Marr, who keeps goats on the far side of the ridge. She looked at me, laughed, and said I was the first man in a month to arrive on time without being frozen to the saddle.

She taught me that the pass remembers every foot that crosses it, and that you should walk it slowly and say your own name aloud at the summit. I did. The wind tore it straight off my lips, and for the first time in a year I felt I knew exactly where I was.

Tell Mother I am well. Tell her the knot she taught me still holds. And if anyone at home asks what I have learned, tell them I am learning what everybody learns up here, which is that the mountain knows far more than we do. Your brother, Tam.

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