Two forearms with matching fine line black arrow tattoos, one reading double and one reading trouble, on the inner forearm.

Matching arrow tattoos reading double and trouble

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Two forearms show a matching pair of small black arrow tattoos, each with the word in lowercase script between an arrow shaft and arrowhead. The upper tattoo reads double and the lower reads trouble, with dotted outline accents on the shafts and hatched fletching on the arrowheads. The ink is solid black on pale skin against a dark, softly lit background.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Now sit down, because the Fenwick girls never once did as they were told, and the harbour at Skerrow still talks about them. Their father had two skiffs drawn up on the shingle, both tarred black, and he named them Double and Trouble because the girls had come into the world a minute apart and had been quarrelling over that minute ever since. Each oar had an arrow burned into its loom, both pointing the same way, which is how you knew the boats were theirs before you saw who was rowing.

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The herring failed one November, the sea ran white off the bar, and the big boats sat tied up with their engines cold. Nobody would take the bar except two sixteen-year-olds who said the breakwater was only a wall and walls could be rowed round. They went out at the turn of the tide, one in each skiff, each with a brass arrowhead on a cord round her neck, bought from a pedlar who swore it would point her home.

Past the Hollow Rock the spray closed over them, and the men on the quay gave them up. The lamp in the lighthouse went round four times before the grey lifted, and then the two skiffs came round the point side by side, oars flashing, the nets heavy with silver and the hulls riding low. Nobody could ever say which sister had been steering which boat, and neither of them would tell.

So when you see a pair of arrows like that, you'll know the story. One shaft aimed and one shaft following, and the sea never quite sure which was which. Mind your glass, now. Trouble is always one stroke behind double.