Fine line black tattoos of a small owl-like creature and an infinity symbol on a forearm, with a second small round animal tattoo on the other forearm near the wrist.

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Small animal and infinity tattoos on forearms

Fine line · Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

Two forearms are shown, resting one over the other, with a person wearing a black sleeve in the background. The tattoos are small, simple black outlines: a cartoon owl-like figure with large eyes and an infinity symbol on one arm, and a small round animal face with ears near the wrist of the other arm. The linework is clean and thin, the ink is solid black, and the plain white and grey background keeps the focus on the tattoos.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The bridge at Kell had a toll-keeper who only wanted to know one thing, and it was not where you were going. "Who sleeps on your side of the water?" she asked the owl, who had come down the far bank at dusk with a bundle of wet reeds under one wing.

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"Nobody," said the owl. "That is why I am crossing."

The panda had waited on the stones with his ears folded flat, because the river had risen and he did not care for cold feet. He was the sort who counted things. He counted the planks on the bridge, thirty-one, and the bells on the toll-keeper's gate, and the nights since the owl's last letter, which was nine. The toll-keeper stamped the owl's paper, then turned it over and found a loop of ink drawn on the back, a line that bent round to meet itself and went on without ending.

"What is that for?" she asked.

"It is the distance we agreed," said the owl. "Out and back, out and back, and never a last one."

The toll-keeper, who had kept the gate for forty winters and never seen two travellers so plainly in no hurry, let them both through. On the far side the panda took the owl's wing and the two of them walked up the lane toward the lamps of the lower village, where the reeds were dry and somebody had left a door open for them.

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