Small black outline lotus flower tattoo on the lower abdomen, just above the waistband of denim shorts, in fine line style.

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Lotus flower on the lower abdomen

Fine line · Other · Black and grey · Photo

A small lotus flower drawn in a single black outline sits on the lower abdomen above the waistband of blue denim shorts. The linework is thin and even, with no shading, and the flower's petals are simply enclosed. The image is a close crop of the torso with a navel piercing and white lace top visible, and the tattoo is the central focus.

Fine line Botanical Other Lotus Flower

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Mrs Ada Pell had kept the lily house at Thornmere for thirty-one years, and in all that time the lotus had flowered only on the morning of the first frost. She knew its habits the way a nurse knows a difficult patient. The tank sat under the north pane, black water over clay, and the great round leaves lay on the surface like pewter plates left out after a feast.

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The new owner's letter arrived on a Tuesday, typed on paper that smelled of cigarettes. The house would close in March. The lotus, it said, could go to the county museum or be composted. Ada read it twice standing at the potting bench, then went to the tank and knelt on the wet boards, her knees complaining, and looked for the bud she had been watching since August.

It had grown overnight, a closed green fist no bigger than a thimble. She sat back on her heels and waited, the way her father had waited for the pig to be ready, pretending not to care. When the sun came through the frosted glass at a quarter past seven, the outer petals began to lift, slow as someone rising from a chair after a long illness, and inside them was a pale pink so precise it looked drawn with a fine pen.

She took a seed head home in her coat pocket. It rattled against her keys all the way along the cliff road. Some things, she thought, were meant to be carried out of a room rather than left behind.