Two matching fine line stick figure tattoos, each a pair of small figures, on the forearms of two people holding hands.

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Matching stick figure tattoos on forearms

Fine line · Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

Two people hold hands with their forearms turned towards the camera, each showing a pair of small stick figures in thin, dark ink. The linework is delicate and even, and the figures sit near the wrist on each forearm. The ink is dark and unshaded, and the plain, soft-lit background keeps the focus on the marks.

Fine line Forearm Stick figure Figure Matching Pair

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The stationmaster at Hollin Cross had a rule about the bench on platform two: nobody sat on it after the last up train. So when the two girls came up the steps in the sleet, one carrying a tin of boiled sweets and the other a bent umbrella, Walter Pryce told them the bench was for waiting, not sheltering, and pointed them towards the waiting room with the coal fire.

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They went in, but they did not stay there. Each evening for a week they came back and drew in the dust at the platform edge with a stick: two small figures, arms out like a child's picture, one beside the other. Walter swept them away each morning. On the eighth morning he didn't. He stood with the broom and counted them, and found they matched the pair the old signalman had scratched into the cold iron of the footbridge, which nobody had ever been able to explain.

The girls left on the first train after the thaw, one north to a mill town and the other south to the coast. Walter never learned their names. What he did learn came in a letter in March, addressed only to Platform Two. Each had found work, and each was sending the price of a single ticket to the station, with a note asking him to keep the bench clear.

The letters kept coming for thirty years, and Walter kept the bench clear. When he retired he hung the broom on its hook and left a pencil in the drawer. The next stationmaster, who did not know the rule, found a pair of small figures drawn on the back of an old timetable, arms out towards the empty track, and left them where they were.