Realistic green reptile eye with a vertical slit pupil and scaly skin tattooed on a limb, shown in two side-by-side photographs.

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Reptile eye tattoo on a limb

Realism · Other · Colour · Photo

The tattoo shows a close-up reptile eye with a bright green iris, a narrow vertical black slit pupil and a small highlight on the upper lid. Surrounding it are textured, scaly skin in brown, orange and dark green, with soft green shading at the top and bottom edges. The image is a diptych of two near-identical photographs of the same tattoo, with the colour and fine speckled shading rendered in detail.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The glass eye in Mr Hollis's window had been there since the Coronation, and nobody in Fenmere agreed on what it was meant to be. Crocodile, said Dad, off a Nile steamer. Iguana, said the vicar's wife, who had seen a picture in Woman's Own. You stood at the bus shelter every morning with your satchel, pretending to read the notice about the summer fête, and watched the lamp behind the glass turn the green to something almost wet.

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Mr Hollis took you on in February, when the river froze hard enough for boys to skate past the mill. He paid sixpence a sweep and let you keep the shop stove lit. He never said where the eye had come from. He only said that a good eye stays open all night, and you should never trust a creature whose pupil stays narrow in the light, because it is deciding something about you.

On the last Friday of March the window was empty. A card was propped against the till in his thin capital letters: IT HAS GONE BACK TO THE WATER. DO NOT FOLLOW. You followed anyway, torch in one hand and the card buttoned into your coat, down past the gasworks to the weir where the ice had split into grey plates.

Something moved under the nearest plate. A green disc rose through the black water, rimmed with gold, and the slit in it drew shut like a door being pulled to. It looked at you the way the town never had, plainly and without hurry. Then it sank, the ice settled, and behind you every lamp in Fenmere went out at once.