Black and grey script lettering reading Fleur Rebelle across the ribs, with a hand with long nails resting beside it.

Fleur Rebelle script on ribs

Lettering · Ribs · Black and grey · Photo

A black script lettering tattoo reading Fleur Rebelle sits across the side of the ribs. The linework is smooth and fine, with a soft grey shading on the letters that gives them some depth. The photo is black and grey, with a hand and long nails resting at the lower left and a pearl-studded ring visible at the lower right.

Lettering Ribs Script Lettering Word Hand Nail Ring

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The rose ran wild over the chapel wall the spring the abbot's men came to lock the gates, and you were the only one in Saint-Aubin who thought that was an answer. Your mother cut it back twice a year with the blunt shears her father had used on the curtain walls, and twice a year it returned heavier, flinging its canes across the broken arch as if the stone had never been told it was finished.

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Marguerite, the bailiff's clerk had written in the margin of the rent roll, the flower is not a tenant. You read the line aloud to the goats in the bailey, then tucked the ledger into the hollow of the well-house wall where the damp had softened the mortar, and wrote your own name beside his in charcoal, with a flourish that would have shamed a notary.

By midsummer the clerk's complaint had reached the Count, and the Count's man came up the hill with a cart and two soldiers. They found the chapel empty except for a single cutting in a clay pot on the altar step, its buds already open, and beneath it, scratched into the lime plaster with a nail, two words. The clerk read them aloud twice, too stunned to laugh, and then had to ask the priest what the second one meant.

You were already over the ridge by then, shears in your belt, the old thorns still catching at the sleeve of your cloak as the wind came off the moor and turned every petal in the valley towards you.