Pencil sketch of a tattoo design showing a curved heart outline with the words Beautifully Wonderfully Made in handwritten script and Psalm 139:14 beside it, with no body placement shown.

Pencil sketch of a heart with scripture lettering

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A rotated pencil drawing on plain paper shows a curved heart-like outline crossed by a horizontal stroke. Handwritten lettering follows the curve reading Beautifully Wonderfully Made, and Psalm 139:14 is written inside the lower loop. The linework is light grey, unshaded and uncoloured, and the lettering fills the right-hand edge of the composition.

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The boat came in on the ebb with no one at the tiller, and Morag was down on the shingle before the other women had their boots laced. She had buried two husbands and a sister and had never once been seen to run. This time she ran, skirts bunched in her fists, and the wind pulled her hair across her face so she had to clear it with a wet hand to see what lay in the bow.

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A child lay there wrapped in sailcloth gone stiff with salt, a girl of perhaps four, cold but breathing, with a length of red wool knotted round one wrist. The men who had sent the boat out were never found, so the island had to decide what the girl was. Some said she was a changeling. Some said the sea had lent her back and would want her returned. Morag said nothing until the evening bell, and then she said only what her own mother had said over every cradle on Hallan: a person is made slowly and by hand, and whoever makes that kind of thing does not make it badly.

They called the girl Ness, after the point where she was found. Morag had cut words into the lintel above the net loft with a mending knife the week the boat came in, and Ness learned to read from them before she learned her letters properly. Beautifully, wonderfully made. Each morning on her way down to the boats she ran a finger along the groove.

When she was grown, the mainland sent a man to ask whose child she had been. Ness went back with him and returned with nothing but a name that meant nothing on the island and a pencil drawing of a heart, unfinished, that a stranger had kept in a notebook. She set it on the sill beside the knot of red wool, which Morag had never let anyone untie. In the morning the light came through the window and lay across both, and Ness saw that the heart had been drawn with the same patience as the words above the door.

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