Her Tattoos

August 24, 2026 / animar64 / 1 Comment

Being with a tattooed girl is always like being on an adventure. Men appreciate girls who can make their lives interesting.

ROBERTA COSTA

I grew up in a family where women were perfectly fine with women getting tattoos. None of them ever got one themselves and I don’t have one, but it’s nice to know I had the choice.

I never got one because I didn’t have a reason to tell stories on my skin because I write. Had I not ever started writing I probably would have a few by now.

These ancient women had tattoos. I decided to post their stories here:

The tattoos on this female mummy include two seated baboons depicted around a wadjet eye (top row), a symbol of protection.

1,700-year-old female mummy with visible tattoos on her arms. Nazca culture, now on display at the Maria Reiche Museum in Peru

Tattooed Siberian princess
Scientists found an incredibly well preserved mummy in the ice in Siberia, carbon dated at close to three thousand years old. She was most likely very wealthy, her clothing silks and furs, considered to be very “high end”. That and other items found in her burial chamber point to her potentially being royalty. They’re unsure how she died, although MRI scans showed she had breast cancer and x rays show bone breaks and fractures consistent with being thrown from a horse. They also found a pouch of herbs that tested as cannabis. One of her arms is so well preserved it clearly shows a full sleeve of tattoos, the most legible is the one shown on her upper arm.

The Directions Clearly State-

July 24, 2026July 24, 2026 / animar64 / Leave a comment

WP If you could have dinner with any fictional character, who would it be?

The first character to pop up in my mind’s eye was Black Phillip from ” The Witch ”

I had this clear picture of me and Phillip sitting in the clearing at the end of the movie- only it wasn’t so dark it’s dusk I think. I’m eating a crispy golden fish supper and he’s eating something gooey and red from on top a pile of leaves. It looks like we’re having a nice time.

I can hear frogs and crickets and tree limbs creaking and groaning around us.

But then I remember the prompt calls for a ‘fictional character ‘ so I guess I’ll have to rethink this one.

Black Phillip

Sometimes We Fall

July 21, 2026July 21, 2026 / animar64 / 5 Comments

Inspired by RDP Tuesday Prompt: FALLEN

Do you know there is a town called Fallen, Washington?

I lived there for awhile, I moved away for awhile and I drive by there often- I drive by at night and I always drive by alone, I don’t see my neighbors like Miss Playfair who lived near the corner store or Edmund Tillanghast who runs the post office/city hall/general store , on my way through Fallen

Sometimes I see a dog, sometimes a cat with bright red collars around their necks and, sometimes there is a dead animal in the middle of the road and trees full of crows deciding if they were ready for lunch or should they call it an early for dinner?

Fallen isn’t really the kind of town you live in by choice, you sort of end up there when times are tough because it’s quiet and far enough from the highway to get back for quick trips into a bigger town if you must.

Midjourney creations and styles by Irina Shamaeva

I ended up in Fallen after a rather nasty divorce that lead to a double funeral.

As the saying goes, I’m no angel but I didn’t exactly deserve to live in Fallen like Mr and Mrs Kline who had two children that disapeared on a family trip to the ocean and after their children were declared legaly dead, they moved to a cottage on the fringes of Fallen. I don’t think they really liked it there. In their case it’s best they keep to themselves because their children weren’t the only people in their lives who simply evaporated from the face of the Earth.

I wanted to live in Fallen.

12 years ago my husband left me for a woman he dated for six months when he was in college.

They took our dining room set, they cleaned out the wine cellar and most of our living room furniture and he bought her a new wardrobe from our life savings.

Needless to say, I had issues after that.

It happened just before Halloween, it had frozen over the night before and the roads around View Ridge Terrace were covered with slick black ice. I was driving home ( my home until the sale went through a week later ) when I saw him and his true love zip by me and I was wondering what they had taken this time was it our vinyl record collection? My cat’s food and toys to gift to her cat? I mean, I was at a loss as to what could be left and when I looked up into the rear view mirror I saw his brake lights swish from side to side and then they were gone.

I slowed to a stop, I turned on my emergency flashers I grabbed my phone and I started to walk up the road and then I saw the missing chunk of fence and I carefully stepped to the edge of the road and looked down the gully.

Way down at the bottom of the rocky tree filled ravine I saw the car’s headlights struggle to make it out of the shadows, I saw the red tail lights as small as apples from where I stood and I thought I head a car horn and maybe a cry or two- but that could have been the wind.

As I stood there in the cold with blowing warm air onto my gloveless hands and gently stopming my cold feet, I marvled at the fact my heart felt warm and tingley. I also pondered life and death and what it means to make good choices and then I went back to my car and I carefully drove the rest of the way to my almost empty house.

Afew days later I moved to Fallen for a fresh start and a new life.