Fine line black tattoos of a outlined pyramid and small symbols on the fingers of a bearded man's hand, raised near his mouth.

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Small geometric finger tattoos

Fine line · Hand · Black and grey · Photo

A close side view of a bearded man's mouth and hand, with his fingers held near his lips. The middle finger carries a small outlined pyramid, and the neighbouring fingers show thin-lined marks that look like partial letters or symbols. The tattoos are in black ink on a plain dark purple background.

Fine line Geometric Hand Pyramid Triangle Geometric shape Symbol Finger tattoo

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The snow had drifted halfway up the lower windows of the Hollin Fell inn by the third morning, and Mabel Crewe still wanted me to read the scrap of paper again. I was the only soul in the house who had spent a winter at the Leeds observatory copying star charts, so she thought my eyes were sharper than the rest of ours. She had found the note tucked inside the cellar ledger, folded so small it had worn through at the creases.

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Three marks, no more. A small triangle with its base ruled in pencil, a pair of thin strokes crossed like a gate, and a letter H that had lost one of its crossbars. Mabel swore they were the chalk signs her husband Albert used to scratch onto the beams, but I had seen those, and these were different. I set the paper beside the sketch I had made on my cuff, the one with the pyramid drawn in careful lines, and something in my chest went cold.

The triangle was a peak, I decided, and the crossed strokes a bearing taken from the foot of the stairs. The broken H was a well, or possibly a door. We went down to the cellar with two candles and a borrowed spade, and under the third flagstone from the coal chute I found the same three marks cut shallow into the stone. Beneath them lay a tin box, rusted shut, and inside it a bundle of banknotes and a letter in Albert's square hand.

The letter said only that the inn would stand as long as someone kept the peak in view. Mabel read it twice, then went upstairs and came back with a lamp, which she set on the sill facing the white hill and turned down low. Outside the snow kept falling, and the little triangle on the flagstone caught the light each time the wind shifted the cellar door.