Close-up of a small black fine line semicolon tattoo on the side of a finger, with a pale pink nail and a blue patterned fabric behind the hand.

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Small semicolon tattoo on a finger

Fine line · Hand · Black and grey · Photo

A close-up photograph of a hand with a small, solid black semicolon tattooed on the side of one finger. The mark has crisp, even linework and sits on the lower part of the finger, away from the knuckle. The hand is held up against a blue and white patterned fabric, and the nail is painted a pale pink.

Fine line Hand Semicolon Punctuation Symbol Finger

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The forme had to be locked up by four, and Edith Mallow still had the parish notice to set. Her father had left the case in a muddle again, the capital Ws stacked in with the figures and a lowercase q lying where the e should be. She picked the letters out by feel, the way he had taught her, while the press downstairs rang and stopped and rang again.

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The copy was in Mr Pryce's cramped hand: The lower road is closed from tonight; the ferry will not run until the water drops. She read it twice before she understood why it bothered her. Two facts, one cause, and a full stop would have left the second half standing alone as if it could manage without the first. Her father had kept a single semicolon in the case, a worn sort with a chipped tail, and he used it only where a sentence refused to end. She found it under the spaces and pressed it into place between the two halves.

The proof came back clean, and Mr Pryce grumbled that nobody read punctuation anymore. Edith said the people by the river read it well enough, since they had lived on the wrong side of that sentence for three winters. On Thursday the water came over the lower road exactly as printed, and old Dunn the ferryman walked up the high street with a copy folded in his coat. He stopped at the shop window, tapped the line with one thick finger, and nodded at her as if she had kept the two halves of the road together.