Black ink brush lettering of the verse perhaps you were born for such a time as this, with a line drawn crown above and a sceptre below, in a lettering style.

Hand-lettered verse with crown and sceptre

Lettering · Black and grey · Flash

Black ink brush lettering reads perhaps you were born for such a time as this, set between a fine line drawing of a crown above and a sceptre below. The lettering has varied stroke weights, while the crown and sceptre use detailed hatched linework. The reference ESTHER 4:14 sits in small capitals at the bottom on a plain white background.

Lettering Fine line Crown Script Quote

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Dear Maud,

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The east tower came down in the night with a noise like a cart of slates going over a bridge, and by morning the whole household had been moved into the chapel. Father says we will be back in the hall by Lammas. He said the same about the well. I am writing this sitting on a flour sack, which is where the crown has spent the last three days, under my own feet, while the steward's men turned out the stores looking for it.

They did not find it, because I put it there. Nobody looks under the laundress. The sceptre went into the mangle drum wrapped in wet linen, and when the soldiers asked me to wring out the bundle for them I did it very slowly, and they went away thinking it was only shirts. I have never been so frightened or so pleased with myself.

Old Hebb, who taught me my letters, once scratched a line on the chapel wall in charcoal: perhaps you were born for such a time as this. He rubbed it out before the bishop could read it. I thought it a foolish thing for a dying man to say. Last night, with the bailiff's lantern swinging past the door, I found myself saying it under my breath.

Tomorrow I take the crown to the miller's wife at Thornbury, whose cousin travels the coast road. Keep the bread warm for me. I will tell you the rest when I see you, which I hope will be soon, and which I hope will not be in a flour sack.

Your loving sister, Agnes