Black and grey yin yang tattoo with branching trees inside an oval outline, on the inner wrist beside silver bead bracelets.

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Yin yang tree in an oval on a wrist

Botanical · Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

A black and grey tattoo sits inside an oval border on the inner wrist, showing a yin yang shape made of two branching trees. The linework and shading are detailed, with fine tendrils and textured patterns filling each half. Silver beaded chains and dark glass bead bracelets are layered around the wrist in this black and white photograph.

Botanical Forearm Yin yang Tree Branches Oval Bracelet Bead

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The lamplighter of Harrow Bridge had walked the same six miles of towpath for thirty years, and on the night the two oaks came down he was carrying a ladder he did not need. The trees had stood on opposite banks of the canal since before the mill was built, grown from one acorn, the old women said, until a hard frost cracked the parent in two. Their roots had gone under the water and met in the middle, and nobody could tell any more which root belonged to which tree.

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He lit the gas lamps one by one, counting them aloud because the dark made him want a voice. At the seventh lamp a rope-maker's girl sat on the wall with her boots beside her, and she asked him whether the trees had really been one thing once. He said his grandmother had told him so. She said hers had told her the same, and that the trees had quarrelled over which of them the moon belonged to. The moon, being fair, sat between them and divided the sky into a black half and a white half, and that was why each tree kept a little of the other in its heart.

He did not believe it, but he liked the telling, and he stayed on the wall until her father came with a lantern to take her home. The girl went up the lane without looking back. The lamplighter climbed the ladder to the last lamp and turned the tap, and the light fell across the water.

In the still canal the two black trees stood upside down, their reflections reaching toward each other until the roots met, and for a moment the ring of the moon was whole.