Black and grey infinity symbol tattoo with a shaded feather and the script words Faith and Love on the inner forearm.

Infinity feather with Faith and Love on a forearm

Realism · Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

An infinity symbol forms the base of this tattoo, with a shaded feather running along its length. The word Faith is written in script on the left loop and Love in script on the right, both in fine black linework. The feather uses soft grey shading and dark edges to create depth, and the image is taken close up with the arm filling the frame against a dark background.

Realism Lettering Forearm Infinity Feather Faith Love Script Word

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The letters came every second Thursday, folded twice and sealed with a blob of wax that never quite matched the pot. Marta kept them in a biscuit tin under the potting bench, where the tomato canes hung to dry and the air smelled of creosote and rain. This one was thinner than the rest. Her brother had never been a man for paper, so when she turned it over and saw his hand stretching the words across the back, she sat down on an upturned crate and read it twice before the wind could take it.

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He wrote about a heron that had taken to fishing the ditch below the lock, standing so still that the boatmen swore it was a post. He wrote that the rhubarb under the north wall had come up thick and purple, and that he had pulled it up with the roots still attached, which was the wrong way and he knew it. He did not write about the ship. He never did. Between the lines of the heron and the rhubarb was a small, careful drawing of a feather, the barbs sketched in pencil so fine she could count them with her thumbnail.

She found the old garden book in the tin too, and pressed the feather between its pages where the tulips were listed for autumn planting. Then she walked out past the bean poles to the ditch, where the heron was not, and stood at the edge of the water until the light went flat and grey, waiting for it to come back.