Pisces Tattoo Elements Novels & Stories

He set it on the table between us and opened it. Inside were sketches. Dozens of them. A design for a full back piece that was breathtaking in its complexity. A phoenix rising from flames, wings spread wide across the shoulder blades. But woven through the feathers were geometric patterns, sacred geometry, mandalas. And beneath the phoenix, falling figures that morphed into abstract shapes before reforming at the base of the spine. Death and rebirth. Destruction and creation. Chaos and order. It was stunning. Possibly the most beautiful tattoo design I'd ever seen.

Well, unless he keeps trying to control who I hang out with that is. I can’t make sense of any of this. I slid the right side of my pajama pants down so I could look at my mark. As I’ve grown the symbols have become more defined. You can clearly see the signs for the four elements in a circle, and they are definitely linked to my magic. Flames for fire, horizonal lines for water, a swirl for wind, and my favorite, a tiny tree for earth. In between the element signs there are some random lines. Well, more like patterns, and there’s a paw print on top of the circle where the lines connect.

Its body was coiled around the dove, not constricting, but rather embracing it. The stake that pierced the dove's heart was adorned with a delicate filigree, resembling the threads of a DNA helix. As you gazed closer, the tattoo revealed more nuances. The dove's wings seemed to morph into tendrils, while the cobra's scales appeared to shift into molecular structures.

"A new tattoo? I'm in." Noah was more solemn. "It is a vow. Not just of love, but of rule. A promise etched in skin." Elias was there, to guide the magic. Using a blend of Dawnfire silver and pack-gold pigment, he worked on each of us. The old mate mark, the single sun, did not vanish. It became the center of something new. On my chest, the sun was now embraced by a crescent moon (for Neal's spirit) and was rooted by a winding, flowering vine (for my growth and lineage).

Maris staggered backwards, her vision becoming blurry with clouds of tears as her chest heaved. "You all know what the sirens did to this kingdom, they brought us heartache and-" The queen didn't get to finish her sentence because Maris shut her out by staring blankly at the mark on her wrist. It looked like it had been drawn with an ink to achieve the looks of a tattoo. Unconsciously, her fingers trailed lines on it. It mirrored the looks of the sun, but in this manner; there was a full stop surrounded by six apostrophes in black ink.

uttered Cindy Zita in her gentle and relaxing fashions. “Yeah, perhaps, maybe… In fact, Aquarius often got red marks, bad scores during our school eras in the past. Pisces often helped him – helped him study harder, helped him understand the difficult and complicated mathematics, English, and nay Mandarin materials. That’s why among the three of us, Aquarius has his closest relationship to Pisces. Then now, their relationship turns a little bit illogical, irrational, and even can be so-called outrageous, sinful and forbidden. You know… Incest and homosexuality…”