Black and grey script lettering reading Always on one finger and Forever on another, shown on a hand against a pale background.

Always and Forever script on fingers

Lettering · Hand · Black and grey · Photo

Two hands are held close together, with the word Always tattooed across one finger and Forever across the adjacent finger. The flowing cursive script is rendered in clean black linework with soft shading in the strokes. The image is in black and white, with the lettering centred against the pale background.

Lettering Hand Always Forever Script

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Nobody in the hut at Kessel Bridge looked up when the river ran high. We stamped and waved, stamped and waved, and the water did the rest of the work. So when the two of them came across at a quarter past six, I had already reached for the wrong stamp and had to put it back in the drawer with my face hot.

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They had a wedding envelope from a hall in Lindau that had been cancelled in March, a bundle of letters tied with bakers' string, and a tin of pear drops the size of a fist. The younger one, who had worked the cold store at Ammerswil for eleven years, did all the talking. The other kept one hand pressed flat on the counter, as if the wood might drift off down the river without her if she let go.

I asked the question printed on the form: purpose of crossing. The younger one said they were fetching the rest of a dead aunt's furniture from the far bank. The other said nothing. She turned her palm over on the counter, and the younger one's fingers came across to meet hers, and for a moment the lamp caught the two words they had each carried for years, one running over the other like handwriting on a steamed window.

I stamped the sheet. Permitted, one way. Then I wrote return in the box underneath, looked at it for a long time, and crossed it out. They walked onto the bridge with the water loud beneath them, two shapes on the boards that needed no form to tell me how long they meant to stay.