Black outlined Deathly Hallows symbol tattoo on a person's upper back, surrounded by red and orange scrollwork in a geometric style.

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Deathly Hallows symbol on upper back

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A black outlined triangle, circle and vertical line form the Deathly Hallows symbol at the centre of the design. Red and orange scrollwork and swirling ornamental shapes surround the symbol and fade toward yellow at the top. Long braided hair falls over one shoulder, and the warm sunlight gives the photo a soft, golden tone.

Geometric Back Deathly hallows Triangle Circle Swirl Scrollwork Ornament

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Dear Mr Okonedo, you asked what became of the lost property tin at Carrick Bridge, so I'll set it down plainly, though the clerk in me says a letter is no place for such nonsense. The tin held three things nobody claimed: a grey cloak folded the wrong way, a pale stone with a hole worn clean through it, and a bent length of ash that hummed whenever the late train pulled in. The register has no record of who left them. Mrs Pryce on the ticket desk swears they were handed over by a man who wanted only to be sure they stayed on the line.

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I took the stone home on the Thursday and held it up to the lamp. Through the hole the gaslight came out gold and then orange, rolling over the wallpaper like a sunrise trapped in a jar. Those colours put me in mind of the iron scrollwork on the platform canopy, curls painted rust and marigold, which the company has never once repainted, so that the whole roof seems to be burning slowly from the edges inward.

On Friday I drew the three objects the way the old timetable boards showed junctions: a triangle, a ring inside it, and a straight line running down through the middle. Mrs Pryce looked at it and went very quiet. She said her grandfather had drawn the same mark on the back of every ticket he ever punched, and that the brothers in his story had each asked death for something, and only the youngest had been clever enough to ask for nothing and be left alone.

I have put the stick, the cloak and the stone back in the tin and locked it in the signal box, where the points men say the late train now stops a little longer at the bridge. Come down when you can. I would rather you see the canopy in the evening light than hear me try to explain it.