Your Words on My Tongue

I too thought the leitmotif of the bird as Viggo's tender heart was excecuted really skillfully. And the way you drew each subsequent meeting was great - with each suceeding encounter the emotions became more wrenching and the feeling of fate more inevitable. I couldn't blame Viggo either for the anger nor for the desperate love that he felt for Sean. And Sean - sigh. It's great that you delved deeper than a simple denial, that what he wanted was an ideal, and that he admitted he knew all the while that Viggo was the one. And the last bit, with Sean not taking the easy way out by physically seducing him, was beautiful and heartbreaking. I loved it, thank you.