Black script lettering tattoo on a thigh reading Everything will be okay, In the end, If it's not okay, Then it's not the end.

Script quote tattoo on a thigh

Lettering · Thigh · Black and grey · Photo

Four lines of cursive script read Everything will be okay, In the end, If it's not okay, Then it's not the end, set in black ink across the skin. The lettering uses smooth, even linework with soft grey shading on the letter edges, and the lines are spaced evenly down a near-vertical panel of skin. The photograph is taken straight on and fills the frame, with the text sitting centred and fully legible.

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Idris had mixed the black three times before Mrs Pryce would let him start, because the first two shades looked, she said, like something a man would use on a gate. The board lay across two trestles in the chapel hall, planed pine, still smelling of the yard. Outside, rain came off the tips in grey sheets and the winding wheel stood silent on the hill above Tredegar Row. She had written the words on the back of a gas bill in pencil, pressing hard enough to tear the paper.

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He wanted to ask her which of the lines she meant to be true. Instead he set the first capital with a size-two quill, the loops of the E swinging out like a gate opened too far. Everything will be okay. He worked the word okay slowly, because she was watching his hand and he knew she was counting the strokes against her husband's name, already painted in gold on the lintel above the door.

By the third line his fingers had stopped shaking. In the end, If it's not okay. He reached the last line late in the afternoon, when the lamp had been lit and the hall windows gave back only the room. Then it's not the end. The final word ran long, the d sweeping under the margin and curling back, the way his old master had taught him to finish a thing so it never looked abandoned.

Mrs Pryce studied it for a long time. Then she asked him to paint the date small in the corner, and when he had, she touched the wet ink with one knuckle and smudged it, very gently, into the grain.