Small black Pisces zodiac symbol tattooed on the side of a finger, shown on a hand with gold painted nails against a pale background.

Pisces symbol on a finger

Hand · Black and grey · Photo

A small, bold black Pisces symbol, two curved fish-like arcs joined by a diagonal line, sits on the side of a finger. The strokes look hand-drawn with slightly uneven edges and solid black ink. The hand has gold painted nails and is photographed close up against a pale, softly blurred background.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The two fish of Hollin Mere had been tied at the tail since the spring the bridge fell, and nobody in the village could agree who had done the tying. Old Mab Corrie said it was the drowned miller, sore at losing his mill wheel. Her grandson said it was the water itself, which liked to keep things it had taken. The fish did not care. One wanted the reeds on the north shore, the other wanted the deep black water under the chapel, and every morning the twine pulled them into a slow, furious circle.

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Ada Penrose, who kept the eel traps at the ferry steps, was the first to try cutting the cord. She took her gutting knife out on a grey Tuesday and waded in to her knees. The mere went still around her. A voice came up through the water, not unkind, asking whether she had ever once gone where she was not sent. She said she had. It asked where. She could not remember, and the knife went back in her apron.

She went home and sat by the range until the fire went out, thinking of her sister who had sailed to Canada at seventeen and never written. The next morning she rowed out alone with a loaf and a jar of honey. She did not cut anything. She tied her own line to the twine, a loose knot with room in it, and let the fish pull where they liked.

By midsummer the reeds and the deep water had met somewhere in the middle, and the circle had grown wide enough to hold a ferry. Mab Corrie still says the drowned miller was pleased. Ada says the knot was only ever a way of keeping hold. When the mist comes down on Hollin Mere now, you can see two silver shapes turning slowly, always coming back to the same point, and the village calls it the crossing.