“Linwood! You have to return now.”
The rich baritone voice came from behind Linwood. Mitchell stared at the other man, so like his lover, but dark where Linwood was blond, who’d appeared so suddenly. His head swam and Mitchell wondered if he was suffering some kind of after effect of concussion. Behind the dark elf was a shimmering portal that led to the barren, frigid landscape of his painting. Mitchell even felt the chill of the air along the hallway.
“Goodbye, Mitchell. Be happy, as you deserve.” Linwood trailed his fingers gently down Mitchell’s cheek, but his eyes were full of grief.
“Linwood, no! I love you,” Mitchell shouted as Linwood stepped, with the dark elf, through the portal into the forbidding terrain. He saw Linwood’s head turn, and for a moment their gazes locked. “I lo
