Close photo of a hand with teal nails showing a small, thin black line arrow tattoo on the inner wrist.

Small arrow tattoo on the inner wrist

Fine line · Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

A small black arrow is drawn in a single fine line on the inner wrist, pointing towards the hand. The linework is thin and even, with a simple shaft and open arrowhead, and there is no shading. The hand is raised against a dark background, with teal nail polish and a patterned bedspread visible at the bottom of the frame.

Fine line Forearm Arrow

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Ada had cut the last of the ash shafts by lamplight, the way her grandfather had, and by morning frost had furred every window in the barn. The fletching jig sat on the bench where he had left it, a block of oak worn pale at the clamp. She set three goose feathers in the glue pot and waited for the sharp smell to fade before she trusted her hands.

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The farm was called Lower Haddow and had been losing money since the wet summer. Her uncle wanted the arrows sold to the archery club in Carlisle before the shoot in March, and he wanted them straight. Ada worked until her fingers stopped feeling the thread. Each finished shaft she laid across the beam with its nock towards the door, so that anyone coming in from the yard would see them pointing the way out.

On the last evening a stranger came up the lane on foot, a woman with a dog that would not stop shivering. She asked for the fletcher. Ada showed her the bench and the shafts, and the woman picked one up and turned it so the head caught the lamp. She said nothing. She pressed a coin into Ada's palm, then walked back down towards the road, the dog trotting at her heel.

Ada stood in the doorway until the lane was dark. The arrows lay across the beam, every one of them aimed at the open yard, and for the first time she saw why her grandfather had always fletched them that way. Her grandfather had never explained it, and she had never asked, but each shaft had been made to leave the barn.