Close-up of black script-style numerals reading 13.1 in fine, slightly bold linework on the inner wrist.

Numerals 13.1 on a wrist

Lettering · Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

A close photograph of the numerals 13.1 tattooed in black ink on the inner wrist. The numerals have a handwritten, slanted script look with smooth, even linework and solid black strokes. The skin is pale and the image is cropped tightly around the tattoo, with a blurred edge of a sink or basin visible at the top right.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The herald of Carrow had never run further than the bell rope in the castle yard, so when King Odo sent him to Millbrook with a sealed letter, he laughed until the cook threw a ladle at him. The road was thirteen miles and a little more, the clerk said, and the letter had to be in the reeve's hands before the tithe bell rang at dusk. Nobody knew what the little mark after the thirteen meant. It was a dot scratched into the milestone by a surveyor who had run out of chisel and patience.

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He set out in his good boots. By the sixth mile his heels had blistered through the leather, by the ninth a goose chased him halfway across the common, and by the eleventh he had stopped thinking of anything but the next gatepost. A woman mending nets at the ford called out that he was the fourth fool that week, and that the other three had turned back at the bridge to sleep it off in a barn.

At the last milestone the figures had worn almost smooth, and the point after the thirteen was no more than a scrape in the stone. He stood there with his lungs on fire, unsure whether he had another mile in him or only the tenth of one, and it occurred to him that the surveyor had never meant the point as a measure at all. It was a place to stop and look back at the road behind you.

He turned and saw it stretched out behind him, the ford, the goose, the hedges, every one of his steps lying flat and plain in the dust. Then he walked the last few yards to Millbrook and put the letter into the reeve's hand just as the bell began.