Close photograph of the phrase Lights will guide you home in black cursive script across the inside of a forearm.

Script quote reading Lights will guide you home

Lettering · Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

The tattoo is a two-line cursive script reading Lights will guide you home, set across the inner forearm and centred in the frame. The lines are smooth and fairly even in weight, with the ink looking dark and slightly soft at the edges. The skin is warm-toned against a dim, blurred background, and the lettering is the only colour in the image.

Lettering Forearm Quote Script Lettering Text Home

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The wind came off the flats that October like it had a grudge, and by four o'clock the oil lamp in the lantern room was the only thing between the rocks and the Mary Ellen. Old Dorcas Tully had kept the light at Scarrow Point for thirty-one years and never once let it gutter. She told the boy, Peter Haig, that a wick was a promise made in brass, and a promise was not a thing you broke because your hands were cold.

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Peter was twelve and had been sent out from Hartlepool to learn the trimming and the logbook. He wrote everything down in pencil: the barometer, the tide, the names of the boats that passed. On the third night of the gale a fishing smack called the Constance came round the headland with her sail in ribbons, and Dorcas sent him up the ladder to swing the lamp full round while she fought the winding gear. Peter's fingers bled on the brass. He kept turning.

The Constance found the channel and limped in past the breakwater before dawn. Her skipper, a red-faced man called Ansel Wray, came up the cliff path the next morning with a basket of eggs and a sheepish grin, and asked which of them had kept the light. Dorcas nodded at the boy. Peter did not know what to say, so he wrote it in the log instead, in his careful pencil hand: Lights will guide you home. Dorcas read it over his shoulder and said nothing, which from her was a medal.