Small black outline diamond tattoo in fine line style on the inside of a person's ankle, above a black shoe heel.

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Small outline diamond on an ankle

Fine line · Ankle · Black and grey · Photo

A small outline of a faceted diamond is tattooed on the side of an ankle, with the facets drawn as thin black lines. The linework is clean and even, and the shape is left unshaded, so the tattoo reads as a simple geometric drawing. The image is in black and grey, with a dark shoe heel and a dark trouser hem in the frame.

Fine line Geometric Ankle Diamond Gem Outline

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Mr Tregenza had drawn the same stone for thirty-one years before he let anyone cut it. He sat at the bench above the chandlery on Quay Street with a fine nib and a sheet of squared paper, and he drew the diamond the way the tide draws a line on wet sand: once, plainly, without hurry. Every facet got a single thin line. He never shaded. Shading, he said, was for people who did not trust the light.

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The rough had come in a twist of oilcloth from a broker in Falmouth, pale and clouded as a bottle end. His granddaughter, Nell, swept the floor below and listened to the wheel start and stop through the boards. "You'll wear it down to nothing," she said. He told her the stone was already the size it needed to be, and that the work was only to show the light where to go.

On the last evening of the month the drawing was finished and the stone was not. Nell found him at the window with the paper flat under a jar of lamp oil, the outline of the diamond as clean as a wake on a calm harbour. He had signed it in the corner with his initials, small, in the same black ink.

Next morning the stone went to the wheel with the drawing pinned beside it. Nell watched each facet come up through the grit, one bright edge after another, matching the pencilled lines until the paper and the gem were the same shape and only one of them could catch the sun. When the last facet was polished he folded the drawing into his waistcoat pocket, where it stayed for the rest of his life, the one thing in the shop that had never needed cleaning.