Two pairs of hands clasped together show matching small black fine line arrow tattoos on the inner wrists.

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Matching arrow tattoos on two wrists

Fine line · Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

Two wrists are shown with matching small arrow tattoos in black ink, one with feathered fletching and small dots along the shaft, the other a simpler arrow. The linework is thin and crisp, and the designs sit close to the wrist crease. The plain dark background and soft natural light keep the focus on the ink and the clasped hands.

Fine line Forearm Arrow Feather Matching tattoo Wrist

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Sit closer, the wind up here takes the words off a man's tongue. You want the tale of the Greywater fletchers, or the one about the bridge? The bridge is shorter, and the keep you can see is all that's left of the bridge-keep, so we'll have it there.

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Two arrows were made in the workshop below the keep, the autumn the river rose over the ford. Maud Haldane cut the shafts from ash that grew on the north bank. She bound the fletching of the first herself, three grey feathers from a goshawk that nested in the tower roof, and she dotted its shaft with black wax beads, one for each winter her father had been gone. The second she left plain. Her younger brother Tam said he wanted a plain one because he had no patience for ornament and even less for waiting.

They were meant for the bowmen at the bridge. When the soldiers came up from the valley, Maud loosed the feathered arrow across the water, and Tam, who had crossed the gorge at dusk on a rope, caught it on the far bank and sent the plain one back. Every night for a month they traded arrows over the gap, the feathered one carrying word of the granary, the plain one carrying nothing at all, since Tam could not read and did not need to.

The bridge fell in the spring. Nobody wrote down which of them stood on which side when the stones went, but the shepherds say the two arrows were found together in the river mud, one with its feathers whole and the other bent to a neat angle. Maud kept the feathered one. Tam never asked for it back. So when you go down to the ford tomorrow, look for the ash that has grown crooked, pointing south. That is where the plain shaft was sunk, and where the two of them meet.