Black and grey geometric mandala design with a ring of circles and a diamond centre, beside the word Forgiveness in script and several paragraphs of text.

Forgiveness mandala design sheet

Geometric · Black and grey · Flash

A line drawing of a symmetrical mandala with a ring of outlined circles around the border and a diamond shape at the centre, with bold and fine geometric segments radiating outward. The word Forgiveness is written in a flowing script at the top right, with three blocks of justified text beside the design and faint geometric lines in the background. The drawing is entirely in black ink and grey tones on a white background.

Geometric Mandala Circle Diamond Script lettering

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Forty days out from Falmouth, the barque finally ran into calm water, and Ada Penrose spent the first watch scrubbing the brass rim of the binnacle while the lamp burned low. The glass had cracked in the Biscay gale, and nobody had asked her to fix it, which was how she knew it was hers to fix.

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Her father had built the ship's compass housing in a yard at Padstow, and she had never forgiven him for choosing the sea over her mother's bed. He had died the winter she was twelve, still owing her a sentence of apology. Inside the lid of the box he had carved a ring of small round holes like portholes, a diamond at the heart, and spokes between them that spread like the rays of a sun that had forgotten how to set.

At two bells the wind backed and the swell went glassy. Ada carried the box below, unscrewed the lid and worked the old brass pins loose with a marlinspike. Beneath the diamond she found a folded paper, soft as cloth from the damp, written in her father's square hand: Ada, I was wrong about the bed. The sea was never the reason. She read it twice by the swinging lamp, then sat with it against her knee until the watch changed.

In the morning she stitched the lid back with waxed twine and laid the paper flat under the glass, where the needle could look at it. The mate asked what she wanted for the work. Nothing, she said. The card swung and settled north, and for once she let the ship keep its own course.