Two people wearing bras and loose tops show matching black script tattoos reading "to infinity" and "and beyond" on the upper chest.

Matching "to infinity and beyond" script tattoos on chests

Fine line · Chest · Black and grey · Photo

Two people pull back their loose tops to show matching black script tattoos on the upper chest, one reading "to infinity" and the other "and beyond", which together form a single phrase. The thin, monoline script is set in dark grey-black ink with soft, slightly faded edges. The photograph is shot close up with a warm, neutral background, and a tattooed arm with grey shading is partly visible at the top right.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The signwriter had run out of board before he ran out of letters. Mr Tulloch painted the Brightwater's name along her stern in a long looping hand, then tried to squeeze a motto underneath, and by the time he reached the last word the plank had only a hand's width left. Peg Haddow watched him go over it twice with his brush before he shrugged and wiped it clean with his sleeve.

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The Brightwater ran the mail to Skerra Holm every Tuesday and Friday, weather allowing, which in February meant weather rarely allowing. Peg and Ruth Lusk crewed her together from the year they both turned sixteen. They learned to coil a line without looking, to read the swell off the breakwater, and to keep their mouths shut when Tulloch's son came down the quay drunk. Ruth could sing the shipping forecast like a hymn. Peg kept the logbook and never once wrote a complaint in it.

The night the stern timber split in the Sound, the lettering came away in two halves and the sea took the middle. Peg dragged the larger piece up the slip next morning. Ruth came down with the smaller one tucked under her arm, the half that ended in the word beyond, and neither of them said which of them had got the luckier share.

They hung the boards above the chandlery door, one either side of the lintel. At low water, when the light came sideways across the harbour, you could read the whole line from the slipway. Every Tuesday Ruth still walked to the end of the quay and read it aloud to the gulls, as if somebody had to finish the sentence.