Black linework tattoo of an abstract looped symbol with teardrop shapes on skin, in a sepia-toned photograph.

Looped abstract symbol tattoo on skin

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A bold black tattoo of an abstract symbol made from interlocking loops and two teardrop shapes, one above the other and one smaller at the centre, with three loops spreading out at the base. The lines are solid and even in weight, with the thicker sections giving some variation along the outline. The sepia-toned photograph shows only black ink on pale skin, with a soft, slightly blurred background and no other objects in focus.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The oven had been cold since Tuesday, so Mrs Aldous lit it herself with the kindling her son had split and left in the yard, and the flame caught on the third match. Nobody in Thornbury Lane had bread that morning. The mill had shut its gates over a dispute about barley, and the village had eaten its last heel of loaf the night before.

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Her daughter Fenella stood at the bench with flour to the elbows, shaping the dough the way her grandmother had taught her, pulling one strand over another until it knotted into a shape that would not hold still. "It wants a name," she said. "A loaf that will not lie flat." Mrs Aldous said nothing. She had heard the old tale of the teardrop loaf, the one baked at the turn of the year to call a wanderer home, and she had never believed a word of it.

Before the bell at St Egwin's struck five, the dough rose in the tin: two swellings stacked one above the other, a small one tucked at the centre, and three loops of crust spreading at the base like the feet of a sleeping bird. Fenella set it on the sill to cool. Down the lane a door opened, then another, and a boy came running with a sack and no coins, saying his mother had sent him for anything warm.

They gave him the knot. He turned it over in his hands and asked what it was called. Fenella looked at her mother, who looked at the window where the first grey light was creeping over the mill roof. "Breakfast," said Mrs Aldous, and went to unbar the door.

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