A grid of fifteen continuous single-line drawings of sea creatures, including a dolphin, sea turtle, seahorse, shark and orca, in black on white.

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Fifteen single-line sea creature designs

Fine line · Black and grey · Flash

The image shows a grid of fifteen sea creature designs, each drawn as one unbroken black line on a white background. The subjects include a narwhal, clownfish, manta ray, sea turtle, dolphin, scallop shell, whale, seahorse, shark, starfish, orca, octopus, crab and seal. The linework is even and minimal, with no shading, and the designs are spaced evenly in three rows.

Fine line Sea turtle Dolphin Scallop shell Whale Seahorse Shark Starfish Octopus Crab Sea creature Line art

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Sit down, the lot of you. The 4.10 has been cancelled and Mr Pryce has gone for his tea, so you'll have to make do with me. Now, you see that drawing pinned up by the ticket hatch? Fifteen creatures, and not one of them had its pen lifted. That's how Enid Marr drew them, back when she kept the hatch at Gullhaven Junction, and she never once took her pencil off the paper between the tail and the nose.

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The children of the town used to dare each other to find where her line began. Ask the narwhal, she'd say, he'll tell you it starts at the tip of his tusk and finishes in the tide. The octopus was the trouble, because he kept doubling back to see if anyone was watching, so the line went round him three times before it reached the crab. The seal she saved for last, because seals sit still for nobody.

One February the sea came over the platform and the signal box filled to the sills. Enid sat in the damp with her sketchbook on her knee and kept drawing, because she said if she lifted the pen the water would get in after the ink. The lamps failed, the points froze, and the trains stopped. By morning the only sheet left dry was the one she'd been working on, every creature joined up and swimming off the edge of the paper.

The 6.40 came in late that night, and the driver swore the carriage windows were full of fish, all of them going the same way. Mr Pryce says he saw them too, though he was asleep at the time, so I'd take that with a pinch of salt.