Black tattoo of a stag's antlers and head across the back of a hand, with the head extending down the middle finger, in a geometric style.

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Stag antlers across the back of a hand

Geometric · Hand · Black and grey · Photo

A stag's antlers spread across the back of the hand, with the animal's head sitting between the knuckles and continuing down the middle finger. The antlers are drawn in bold black lines, while the head and the finger section use finer linework, stippling and triangular geometric shapes. The design is entirely black and grey and sits centrally on a pale, plain background.

Geometric Dotwork Hand Stag Antler Deer Geometric shape Hand

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The stag came down through the gap in the yew hedge the week the runner beans came up, and Mrs Ada Pell stopped pretending she did not know it. Every dusk it stood at the bottom of her walled garden with its head low, nosing at the leaves as if they were a question it had been asking for years. Her son Walter wanted the old gun taken down from the rafters. Ada said the animal had been in the parish longer than the church bell, and that a garden was a loan, not a gift.

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So one evening she went out with the lantern and a tin of split peas, and she set a handful on the path between the rows. The stag lowered its head. Its antlers spread like the bare elms along the ridge, each tine as fine as a wire, and where the light caught them they looked drawn in ink. It ate from her open palm without hurrying. She told it what her mother had told her: take what you need from the garden and leave a row for the one who comes after. The stag regarded her with the patience of stone, then turned and walked back through the yew as if it had heard enough.

In the morning the beans were nipped only at their tips, and one row stood whole at the far end where no one had planted anything but pride. Walter found the hoof prints in the frost, set in small clean triangles that the thaw had not yet blurred.

Ada took her seed book from the dresser and wrote beside the date: left the far row. She did not write why. The following spring she planted the far row twice as thick, and the stag ate nothing from it at all.