Professor Chase saw a beautiful baby blonde girl on his doorstep one day. He had no ideas who he could be. He had only been in love once.
And she up and left out of the blue.
His tattoo always reminded him of her. A brain, an owl, and an olive brach were the three big details, everything else was tiny and not as noticable.
His baby girl was blank on the day she was left on the doorstep.
A little over a month later she got the first symbol. Right on the small of her back.
It was a beautiful green eye. The color of fresh spring grass with flecks of gold and darker green undertones.
It reminded the professor of a leprechaun.
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Tattoos of the heart
General FictionEveryone has a tattoo to symbolize their soulmate. Everyones grows and grows adding on images that are important to their soulmates life. Some have them and some don't. Some have several and some have one. PJO FANFIC
