Colour tattoo of a red rose and a sugar skull with grey vines on the outer thigh, shown above denim shorts against a graffiti wall.

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Red rose and sugar skull on a thigh

Realism · Thigh · Colour · Photo

A large red rose with shaded petals sits on the outer thigh, with a blue and yellow sugar skull partly behind it and grey linework vines trailing along the side. The rose and skull use solid colour with soft shading, while the vines are drawn in black and grey with fine detail. The frame is cropped to the thigh and denim shorts, with a graffiti wall and a white top in the background.

Realism Botanical Thigh Rose Sugar skull Vine Leaves

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Tomas had been told not to climb the churchyard wall, so he climbed it, grazing his shin on the flint and dropping down among the bushes his grandmother kept for the dead. The roses there were red as sealing wax and grew without a single thorn that could hurt you, which was the first thing the old woman had taught him to distrust.

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Ilse kept a skull on the kitchen sill, a small clay thing painted blue at the brow and yellow across the teeth, and every autumn she repainted its grin with a brush made from a cat's tail. Vines grew out of its eye sockets and ran down the window frame. When Tomas asked why the dead needed a smiling face, she said the dead had seen enough sorrow and liked a joke as well as anybody.

That winter his grandfather went up to the high pasture and did not come back by dark. Ilse said nothing. She cut a red rose from the wall, wrapped its stem in wet linen, and set it on the step beside the skull. In the morning the vines had crept the whole length of the lane, and his grandfather's boots stood dry by the door, though snow had fallen all night.

Tomas understood then that the rose was a path and not a warning. He cut a second one and laid it on the wall for whoever would need the lane next, then went in to bed without once looking back at the vines.