Woman in a red and white striped swimsuit with a traditional-style eagle and heart tattoo on the chest, and tattoos on the upper arm, forearm and thigh.

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Traditional eagle chest tattoo with arm sleeve

Traditional · Chest · Colour · Photo

A woman in a red and white striped swimsuit with a cut-out waist, photographed from chest to thigh with her face out of frame. A bold traditional-style eagle and heart tattoo sits across the chest, with further tattoos covering the upper arm and forearm and a larger piece on the thigh. The image is a warm, slightly grainy snapshot, and the tattoos show red, yellow and blue ink with dark outlines.

Traditional Chest Upper arm Forearm Thigh Eagle Heart Sleeve

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The eagle came off the Hesper's bow in the March gale, and nobody aboard thought to look for it until Tam Brodie saw the heart still painted on its breast, red as a pillar box under the brine. Skipper Agnes Keir had carved that bird herself the winter her husband went down off Lowestoft, and she would not have it lost to the North Sea without a fight.

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They made Whitby on the third tide with the hold half flooded and the rigging singing. Tam walked the harbour wall at dawn, kicking through weed and rope-ends, and found the eagle wedged between two mooring stones, its wings chipped, its yellow beak still sharp enough to catch the light. Someone had scratched a second heart beneath the first, deep and crooked, and Tam knew at once it was Agnes's own hand from years back, a mark she made on everything she meant to keep.

He carried it up the steps on his shoulder like a drowned child. Agnes met him at the chandler's door, took the carving in both hands, and turned it over slowly, reading the old scratches as if they were a letter. Then she laughed, short and surprised, and told him to fetch the glue pot, because the Hesper was sailing again on Friday and the bird would fly with her.