Black fine line script reading wild across the top of a foot, in a black and grey photograph.

Script word "wild" on the top of a foot

Fine line · Other · Black and grey · Photo

A thin black script word, which reads as wild, runs diagonally across the top of a bare foot. The linework is fine and even, with small loops and a light, flowing stroke. The photograph is black and grey with soft shadow falling across the skin and a dark surface beneath the foot.

Fine line Lettering Other Script Word

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The boats of Skerrow went out before light, the way they always had, and the youngest Hallam brother was the last to come down the slip that March. Nobody had asked him to. His mother said the sea would have him for his nerve, and his father said nothing, only handed him the oars of the dinghy and looked at the sky.

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Old Ada Frith kept the fleet's ledger in a hand so thin the clerks in Wick held it up to the window. She had a rule that every man who sailed from her harbour wrote one word on the inside of his boot before he stepped aboard, and the word was his own choice. Most chose home, or mine, or a wife's name. Hallam chose wild, and when she asked him why, he shrugged and said he wanted to see whether the sea could read it.

The gale came in off the Pentland Firth on the third day, the sky the colour of wet slate. Eleven boats ran for the lee of the skerry. Hallam's did not come back with the others, and the fleet waited at the harbour mouth with lanterns while the tide turned twice.

On the fourth morning his boat drifted into the bay with its sail torn and its bilge full of weed, and Hallam asleep across the thwart with one boot kicked off. Ada knelt on the wet stones and tipped the boot to the light. The word had run in the damp and blurred to a grey smudge, but the sea had not taken it. That night she copied it into the ledger in her thin hand, and beneath it she wrote a line she had never written before: kept.