Small black infinity symbol tattoo on the side of a finger on a hand with curled fingers, set against a soft blurred background.

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Infinity symbol on a finger

Hand · Black and grey · Photo

A small black infinity symbol sits on the side of one finger of a hand with the fingers partly curled. The linework is solid and dark with little visible shading, and the design is shown in a single tone. The soft, out-of-focus background in pale greys and whites keeps attention on the tattoo and the hand.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Dear Mags,

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You'll think I've gone soft, but I've taken the surveying job on the Dunmore loop after all. Eleven miles of new tarmac laid across the pan in a figure of eight, the two halves crossing at a heap of red stone called Kettle Rock. Pa always said a figure of eight was just two circles that refused to let go of each other.

The crew call the crossing the knot. Every morning I drive out with the theodolite and walk the centre line, and every morning the sun comes up over the same stone and I have to count my markers twice. Dev, who runs the grader, swears the road is cursed. He won't stop the engine when we pass the crossing. I tell him the only curse is my arithmetic, which is a poor excuse for a curse but the best I have.

Last Thursday, with the light going orange, my boot knocked against something buried at the junction. It was an old survey peg, weathered grey, with letters scratched into the top: R.C. 1961. It sat exactly where my own line crossed itself, as if somebody had been standing there before me, measuring the same impossible loop and getting the same answer. I sat on the tailgate for a long time and didn't write anything down.

I've left his peg where it was and driven mine a hand's width beside it. Dev says we'll pave round them both. Let him. Write soon, and tell Ruth the goats are not to be trusted near the depot fuel.

Your loving sister, Nell