Two photos of a black dotwork tattoo on the upper back showing an Eye of Horus inside a dotted circle, above a triangle and mandala design.

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Eye of Horus with dotwork mandala on upper back

Dotwork · Back · Black and grey · Photo

Two side-by-side photographs show the same black tattoo of an Eye of Horus with a shaded iris inside a dotted circle. Below it, a triangular frame and a dotwork mandala with zigzag bands fill the lower section. Solid black outlines and stippled shading sit on pale skin, with the second photo taken from a slightly different angle.

Dotwork Geometric Back Eye of horus Eye Circle Triangle Mandala Dot Zigzag Geometric pattern

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The dashboard clock had stopped at ten past two, and Dilys Ferrar did not trust it. She had the spare key in one hand and a thermos lid in the other, and the Corrin Wells road lay ahead, grey as a dry riverbed under a sky with no moon in it.

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Her brother had painted the eye onto the cab door years ago, a crude thing in enamel that the sun had nearly bleached away. He said it was for watching the traffic. She said it was for watching him, because he could never be trusted to lock the depot. Now the paint was flaking at the pupil, and the real eye, the one inside its dotted ring, seemed to stare out from the cracked rear window instead.

A set of headlights came over the rise at ten to three. A saloon, low on its springs and weaving. Dilys swung the amber beacon on and walked down the shoulder with the torch in her fist, the way her father had taught her to approach any car that might be carrying anything at all.

The driver was a boy of nineteen who had run out of water and most of his nerve. She handed him the thermos. He asked why she had an eye painted on her truck, and she told him the truth: it kept the road honest. He laughed, then stopped, because she was already looking past him into the empty desert, counting lights that weren't there.