the feeling that all the sometimes somewhat labyrinthine paths of his thoughts are on display

watching the reflections of the fire in Sean's eyes

tries to grab one of the thoughts speeding through his brain

"It's different without you. You're missing here."

"We thought we'd have one hell of a dead Boromir to shoot with"

oh goodness, this is so romantic, it's almost like a fairy tale. i didn't see the helicopter accident coming at all and i was definitely hoping for a very happy ending! this fic, and the men you've drawn, are lovely and gentle and very heart-warming. thank you so much!