Black fine line script reading Remember who you are and what you stand for, tattooed along the inner forearm of a person wearing a grey top and a teal scarf.

Script quote tattoo on a forearm

Fine line · Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

A close photograph of a forearm carrying a single line of black cursive script that reads Remember who you are and what you stand for. The linework is thin and even, with no shading, and the lettering runs diagonally across the arm from wrist towards elbow. The skin tone is warm and the background is softly out of focus, with a grey sleeve and teal scarf at the edge of the frame.

Fine line Lettering Forearm Quote Script text Handwriting

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The mule would not go past the second cairn, so Ilse Varga unloaded it there and sat down on the frozen stones to read the letter again. It was short. Her brother had written it in the autumn, before he took the high road to the salt village, and she had carried it in her bodice for three weeks without opening it, because she knew what a letter from Matthias would say. He never wrote more than one line.

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The line was written in pencil on the back of a tally slip: Remember who you are and what you stand for. Beneath it he had drawn a small fish, a joke from when they were children and fished the stream below the mill with string and no hooks. She laughed out loud, alone on the pass, and the sound went up the valley and came back to her thin and strange.

The old women in the village said the pass remembered everyone who crossed it and gave back only what they had brought up with them. Ilse had brought up a mule, two sacks of barley and a debt. She put the slip back in her bodice and stood. The wind had turned, and somewhere below a bell was ringing for the evening flock.

At the top of the rise she stopped, took out the slip and wrote beneath her brother's line in charcoal: I am still here. Then she tucked it under the nearest stone for whoever came after, and went down into the cloud with the mule's bell ringing before her.