Black ink script lettering on white paper reading I loved you at your darkest, with Romans 5:8 beside it, shown as a lettering tattoo design with no body placement visible.

Script lettering reading I loved you at your darkest

Lettering · Black and grey · Flash

A drawn design of handwritten script lettering reading "I loved you at your darkest", with the reference "Romans 5:8" in smaller capitals to the right. The letters have smooth, flowing monoline strokes with looped capitals and a slight thickening on the downstrokes, drawn in black ink on white paper. The composition is centred with a soft grey vignette around the edges, and no skin or body part is visible.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Your boots are still by the range, Callum, where you kicked them off the night the boat went out without you. I have not moved them. Mrs Rennie from the shop asked if I was going to throw them out, and I said the ones who come back usually come back for their boots.

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You will want to know what I told the constable. I told him nothing he did not already know. I told him you were nineteen and as stubborn as the gannets on Sgeir Mhor, and that you had been at the bottle since the funeral. He wrote it down with his tongue between his teeth, the way your father used to do his accounts.

I am not writing to shame you. For six weeks I went down to the harbour every evening with a flask and the torch, and I sat on the bollard in the drizzle. Some nights you were not in the boat. Some nights you were in the bar at the pier. Once you were lying in the lee of the net store with your face against the stones, and I got you up without a word of lecturing, because you would not have heard one. I loved you at your darkest. I could not say it to you then, so I am saying it here, in ink that will not run in the damp.

The lamp at Ardnish has been lit again since Tuesday. Come home when the tide serves the ferry. I will leave the back door on the latch and the kettle warm, and the boots will be exactly where you left them.

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