Close photo of white ink mandala, lace and scroll designs on a dark-skinned forearm, wrist and fingers, with a bracelet-style band and finger motifs.

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White ink mandala and lace design on hand and forearm

Hand · Black and grey · Photo

Ornamental white ink designs cover the back of the hand, the wrist and the forearm, with a mandala-like motif at the wrist, lace-style bands and scrolling florals. The fine white linework stands out clearly against the darker skin, with small motifs on three fingers. The image is a close, angled shot with a tiled floor in the background, and the design is shown in a single light tone.

Hand Forearm Mandala Lace pattern Scroll Floral Filigree

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The knockers liked a pattern, Nan always said, and they would not harm a man whose hands were already written on. So each Monday before the cage went down at Wheal Maudlin, Ada Penhale sat on an upturned bucket by the lamp house and drew with a quill dipped in chalk-white slip. She started at the knuckles and worked down to the wrist, scrolls first, then the ringed rosettes, then a lace band that she said was the edge of a church window seen from underneath.

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Old Tom Rowse had no patience for it. He held out his left hand like a man waiting on the barber and said the spirits had better things to do than read his palm. But the winter the north level flooded, he was the only one who came up dry every shift, and he never said why. Ada only smiled and went on with the fingers, one small motif on each of three, because the first finger was for the man who went down first and the others were for the men who followed.

When Tom finally asked what the design meant, she turned his wrist to the lamp and showed him the middle, a round mandala no bigger than a penny. "That's the way back up," she said. "Every line goes out from the centre and comes home again. You only have to follow it."

He went down that Thursday with the pattern rubbing away in the wet, and still he came up at the bell. The white had mostly gone by Saturday, but Ada drew it again on Monday, and Tom held out his hand before she asked.