This is…not a tattoo sketch. Or maybe it is, but the style has changed from thick black lines to a thinner pen. He’s drawn a girl. Inside her eyes are twinkling stars, and I’m lost in the expressiveness of those lively orbs, as though she’s seen universes of light. And her hair—oh wow, her hair floats around her soft face, the tendrils whirling into flying saucers and comets and crescent moons and hearts. I’ve never seen anything this stunning or this beautiful, and I wonder if she might be…could this girl be me?
