Last night, I dreamt that a tattoo artist sliced a thin, curving figure onto my body. He worked freehand. It was like one of those crime scene figures immortalized on sidewalks and CSI, except it was on my body.
I stood very still. He started right under my ears, near my neck, and the lines moved from there. The figure's arms spread past my arms, stretched down my torso and shifted over my thighs and down to my feet. I knew that I would regret it but I didn't stop him. The lines were a little uneven, especially against my legs. Later, I realized that the figure was the figure of a... devil?
