Fine line compass rose tattoo in dark ink on the inner wrist of a raised hand, with N, E, S and W marked on the points.

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Compass rose on the inner wrist

Fine line · Other · Black and grey · Photo

A small compass rose with a ringed centre and eight pointed rays sits on the inner wrist, with the letters N, E, S and W marked at the cardinal points. The linework is crisp and even, with fine detail in the inner rings and rays. The single dark ink is set against a pale, textured knitted background, which keeps the focus on the tattoo.

Fine line Other Compass Compass rose Cardinal points Wrist tattoo

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The mist came down on Hollin Gap the afternoon the mule went lame, and Ada Crane, who had crossed that pass for forty winters, found she could not tell which way was down.

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Her grandfather had cut a star into the flat stone at the summit, a ring inside a ring with eight rays, and beside the four main points he had cut letters. North was for the snow that never leaves the peaks. East was for the sun coming up over the moor. West was for the tarn where the sheep were drowned in the flood year. South was for the wool road. He used to say that a walker who knew the stone would never be lost, only late.

She found the stone by feel, her cold fingers running over the cut rays until they reached the S. She asked it, the way her grandfather had taught her, which way the valley lay, and the answer was in her own chest, the way it always is. She went south, counting her paces aloud so the mule would keep to the sound of her voice, and the mist thinned by degrees until the wool road showed grey beneath her boots.

At dusk the lamp was burning in the window of the inn at the foot of the road, where her son had set it out every night since the spring. Ada did not need the stone anymore. She stood at the gatepost anyway and traced the small cut S on its face with her thumb, the way you touch a door you already know is open.