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Silver metallic arrow tattoo on an upper arm
Geometric · Upper arm · Colour · Photo
A woman's upper arm, seen from behind, carries a vertical design of stacked triangles, a gold-toned arrow and a cross-like motif in a metallic finish. The motif is drawn in clean, solid outlines with flat fills, and the metallic ink reads as silver and gold against the skin. A pair of horns on an antelope skull fills the left side of the frame, with a bracelet visible on the wrist, set against a blurred sandy beach.
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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction
Sit closer, the fire's only good for the front of you. You want to know why the arrow points down and not up? Because Nell Carrow's act was never meant to climb. She was the last of the Carrow Brothers' Travelling Marvels, and by the summer the big top sagged over Margate pier, the troupe had nothing left but a lion with bad teeth, a strongman who lied about his age, and a painted antelope skull the old ringmaster swore had come off a trader's wall in Windhoek.
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Nell kept that skull on a nail in the caravan. Every evening she carried it down the shingle, horns up, and let the tide climb over its brow. She said the skull knew which way was home, and the strongman said that was rubbish, but he always helped her carry it. The night the bank letter came, Nell sat on the caravan step with a tin of silver paint and a steel nib, and she drew the arrow on her own arm. Three stacked triangles above, a flight of gold feathers, a cross of bars below. The ringmaster said it looked like a signpost for nobody. Nell said that was the point.
In the morning the lion was sold to a man with a lorry, the strongman went north to dig ditches, and the caravan was hitched to nothing. Nell walked the sea wall with the skull under one arm and the paint drying on her skin. At the end of the wall she stopped, pulled the nail from her pocket, and drove it into the stone. She hung the skull there, horns to the sky, facing out across the water.
That is the whole story, and no, I will not tell you what happened to her after. The arrow still points down the coast, toward wherever the tide was going. Go and look for it if you like. The silver rubs off on your sleeve, but the direction stays.
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