Two matching black and grey tattoos on the inner wrists, each showing an eye within a triangle above a sunburst, with a snake coiled around an infinity loop below.

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Matching eye and snake wrist tattoos

Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

Two wrists show matching tattoos: an eye inside a triangle, surrounded by a circle of radiating rays, sits above a snake wrapped around a figure-eight loop. The linework is fine and the snake has shaded scales with darker tones for depth. The ink is black and grey, and the designs are arranged symmetrically on each wrist.

Forearm Eye Triangle Sunburst Snake Infinity symbol Matching tattoo

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The road over Kessel Pass had been built by men who did not trust straight lines, so it doubled back on itself eleven times between the valley and the snow. Ilse counted the bends aloud because her brother had given up at six. Tomas walked ahead with the surveyor's chain over one shoulder, and when the sleet thickened she could just make out the toll-house lamp, a tin sunburst nailed above the door with a painted eye sitting in its triangle.

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Old Brenner, who kept the toll, had told them the eye was there so the road could see who was coming. Tomas laughed at that. Ilse did not. At the ninth bend the path ran back along the ridge they had just climbed, a loop no wider than a bread oven, and the road seemed to bite its own tail. They stood there an hour arguing over the map, until the map went soft in her hands and the ink ran into the wrong valley.

Tomas pulled out his pen and drew on the back of his wrist: a serpent curled into a figure eight, its tail in its mouth, then a small eye under a triangle and a ring of rays. He held out the pen. Ilse copied it onto her own wrist with fingers gone stiff, and the marks held even as the snow flattened the rest of the world. When they looked up, the lamp below was burning steady, and the loop had opened into a single track down the mountain.

By dawn they reached the village, where the clerk wrote down two names where he had expected one. Ilse rolled her sleeve down over the drawing and never told him that the snake had let go of its tail, or that someone had been watching them the whole way.