Black and white drawing of a feather with an eye near the quill and running animal silhouettes along its shaft, a tattoo design with no body part shown.

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Feather with running animal silhouettes

Black and grey · Flash

A black ink drawing of a feather seen diagonally, with an eye drawn near the quill and several dark silhouettes of running animals along the shaft. The linework is fine and detailed, with feathery strokes and solid black shapes that contrast against white. The composition is a single feather filling the frame on a plain white background.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Put the lamp nearer, Tom, the feather won't tell its business in the dark. Every goose that comes through Hallam's yard goes under my thumb, and I've sorted nine thousand primaries in my time, so believe me when I say this one was wrong from the quill up. Its shaft was black where it should have been bone, and when the light came sideways across it, the marks along the vane weren't marks at all. They were running.

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Four of them, long-legged and low, all going the one way as if they had somewhere to be before the frost. Old Jacob Fenn swore they were the grey dogs his grandfather spoke of, the ones that trotted behind the drainage men out across the washes in the hard winter and never came home. He wanted the feather burned. I wanted a price for it. We argued the whole of a Tuesday, and by the time the tallow ran out, neither of us had noticed the eye near the quill had opened.

It was looking at the door. Whatever ran out on the washes had seen us coming long before we saw it.

Jacob took the feather home in his coat that night. In the morning his shutter stood open and the snow outside was printed with pawmarks going out across the field, none of them coming back, and the feather lay on his sill with its shadows gone from the vane, as if they had finally caught up with what they were chasing.