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Scale pattern tattoo on the back of a hand
Dotwork · Hand · Black and grey · Photo
A close shot of a hand with a tattoo of overlapping scales covering the back of the hand and across the base of a finger. The pattern is built from fine dotted and stippled lines, giving a textured, reptilian effect. The image is monochrome with soft, shallow focus on the background, and the dark tones keep the focus on the hand and the ink.
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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction
You learned the trade on the quay at Wrackhithe, where the gulls took the offcuts before the boys could sweep them. By seven the scales were in everything, the sleeves, the knife handle, the cracks of the stone steps, and a wash at the harbour tap only pushed them further in. Old Dilys, who mended nets on the bottom step and never once looked up from her needle, said the sea marks the people who work it. You laughed, because she said that about everything.
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The turn came on a grey Tuesday when the Marigold limped in with her hold empty except for one enormous conger, its skin patterned like a purse left out in the rain. Nobody wanted to cut it. Ferris, the skipper, stood with his collar up and told you to get on with it, so you worked the blade down the spine in the lee of the ice house while the wind tried to take the cigarette from your mouth and failed.
Dilys came down the steps as you finished, the net over her shoulder like a shawl. She took the knife from you and turned it in the light. The overlap on that fish, she said, was the same overlap that had been crawling up the fleet's oilskins for twenty years, stubborn at the edges and tight at the heart. Then she held out her hand for a light, and you struck the match, and for a minute the two of you stood smoking over a creature that had been nothing but a dark shape in the water that morning.
Walking home along the wall, you looked down at the water and saw the Marigold's lamp swinging on its mooring. You thought of the scales that would never come off, and it occurred to you that you had never really wanted them gone.
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