Small black fine line infinity symbol tattooed on the side of a finger, photographed against a bright background.

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Infinity symbol on a finger

Fine line · Hand · Black and grey · Photo

A small black infinity symbol sits on the side of a finger, with the hand angled towards a bright, washed-out background. The linework is a single, even black outline of uniform weight, with no shading. The tattoo is the sole focus of the composition, with the rest of the hand softly out of focus.

Fine line Hand Infinity symbol Finger

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Sit closer, you lot, and mind the lamp, for this is the tale of the ropewalk at Scarrow Dene, where the old queen kept her debts in knots. Nobody in that kingdom had ever seen a line without a beginning or an end, and the ropemakers swore such a thing could not be spun. Then came Ada Wren, who was thirteen and stubborn as a mule, and who meant to prove the whole guild wrong before the spring fair.

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She twisted hemp for nine nights by candle, and each morning the cord came off the wheel with a seam where she had lost her count. On the tenth night she stopped trying to close the loop straight. Instead she crossed the line over itself at the middle, one small tight knot of a crossing, and let the strands run round in two great bowls, one above and one below, until the rope lay on the floor like a sleeping figure on its side. She ran her thumb along it and found no seam at all.

The queen came down the ropewalk at dawn to see the mockery. She took the cord between her fingers and pulled, and it held. It held when she pulled harder, and it held when the old ferryman Dunmore tied one end to his skiff and the other to the great grey stone, and the stone shifted while the rope did not. "Where does it end?" the queen asked. Ada shrugged and said, "Wherever you start looking for it."

They say the queen paid every debt in Scarrow Dene with that rope, and wore a copy of the crossing at her wrist until the day she died. Ada went on to make cords for lighthouses and christenings and the bell ropes of forty churches, and she never once cut a span from the end of any of them. Mind your cups now. That is all of it, and it has no end, which is the trouble with a good story.