Lotus Mandala Hand Tattoo Novels & Stories

Standing in front of a full-length mirror, Destiny stared at the lines on her body. Her mother's tattoo had been more like a maze, lines ran apart from each other, but always running parallel. Hers were more floral. It looked like vines had grown all over her body. It gracefully followed the curve of her hips and breast. Likewise, it ran double helices down the sides of her legs and her spine. It flowered up at the base of her neck and was embedded with lotus blossoms. Normally, she wasn't into flowery designs, but this tattoo was fascinating, there was something powerful, mystical about it. They looked more like tribal flowers rather than Hawaiian shirt flowers. That would have been very un

All of them had a silver hue, yet it was clear that they were not crafted from actual silver. One had a small ruby, another had elegant cursive inscriptions, and another had delicate floral etchings. I couldn't help but admire the intricate artwork that adorned his arm, from his fingers all the way up to his wrist. "What is the significance of this?" I gently ran my fingers over one of the intricate tattoos on his arm. The elegant script, adorned with delicate vines, roses, and lotus flowers, intrigued me, even though I couldn't decipher the Greek letters.

I am afraid this poor soul does not understand either. “***” The man just stands there and waves his hands in the air as to say he does not mean harm. I raise the palm of my hand and signal him to stop moving so I can get a little bit closer. “The emblem of Lycori.” In the corner of his neck, I notice a small red tattoo of a pointy flower. The emblem of the demon continent, Lycori. I have read that it is common for demon villages to have humans as slaves; this old man must have escaped from his demon master all the way over here.

He ran with the only thing that can save them from the senior's fury safely kept in his hand. When he reached the tent the other four had already returned empty-handed. They were feeling down while pacing back and forth in front of the tent. "I have found it?" He shouted out to them. Showing the plant in his hand. Altogether they went in and Ji Nan plucked off a leaf and brought it closer to Lui Xian's nose. He stayed still for a while and let the fragrance enter his nose so to do its magic. He kept it there for some more minutes before putting the remaining ones in a drawer at one corner of the tent. He was sure that it might come of use later on.

They were ancient, so he was not able to recognize them. “What is this, Ms. Custodian?” James was confused. The custodian waved her hand, causing the crisscrossing light rays and ancient scriptures to disappear. A black lotus flower giving off a black glow appeared before them. “This is a Demonic Lotus.” The custodian looked at the black lotus before them. The lotus was three meters wide and had nine petals. The petals let off a faint black glow from within them. James questioned, “What is this Demonic Lotus?”

And finally, on the back, there is a large phoenix with a cursive name on the top. Obscurité. Darkness. "I have another one in my hand." He showed his hand with a tattoo of a skull. "How come I have never noticed those?" I asked with surprised, never in life, I saw those tattoos. This is insane I'm must be going crazy. "Calm down the one on my hand I just got like last week." He chuckled and I sighed. "This is beautiful." I said in admiration as I gazed at his tattoos on his hand and his left arm.

on his chest beckoned me, its tiny letters igniting a spark within. My mind's eye roamed to his hands, where a skull sat regally at the back of his long fingers, and a wolf's head gazed fiercely from the right hand's backdrop. An eagle soared on his left, wings spread wide. On his upper arms, colorful flowers bloomed, their petals unfolding like tiny works of art. As I committed each design to memory, I marveled at the tapestry of his tattoos, I was too far gone in my head that I totally forgotten I should be thinking of a way to leave this place, not thinking about his tattoos.

“What kind of energy are we talking about? You collected the sand in an ox horn. It’s something to do with Yamantaka, isn’t it? You worship the demon.” Norbu wraps his mala beads around his wrist and starts walking along the esplanade. I keep pace as he lays it out for me. “A mandala is a meditation symbol, but it is also a palace for a deity. There are mandalas for all of the tantric deities, each a vessel to house the energy of the god. I created this one to collect the energy of Yamantaka, yes. I did this in the part of the city where he has manifested as a destructive force. Then I swept it away and released it to the river to help purify the city of this energy. Do you understand?” “I u

His voice held unto the mystery and Melody of the world. I couldn't ask the moon goddess for more after providing such a mystical, glorious man for me as my mate. I step backward and bent down to attend to his wound but he held out his hand. That was when I saw his long Milky fingers. It also has tattoos. I frown in confusion. why would anyone be gifted the beautiful image of flowers on the hand and cheek? " I would dress your wound to stop the blee..ding " I stammer but he shook his head.

Instantly the black and white scenario slowly reversed as all that were moulded returned to their flesh like form. Behind John was Pandora. The details were given as the camera's view rolled towards her. As Pete left the eyes of Medusa, she fell to her knees and instantly, Pandora raised her right hand up. Her garment from the right side was connected to her middle finger and formed a ring like design. This was until now discovered and was done to the left side of her garment and her finger. On her right finger, the tattoo of the box with multiple sigils was seen, it was presumed to be Pandora's box, although not been confirmed yet.