i'm a thirsty little bitch and the kane chronicles should have gotten more attention. besties it's just as good as pjo it just ended easier

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Unsurprisingly, like most nights, Amos found himself hunched over at the desk in his study, scribbling down his notes.

Well, they were somewhere between notes and things he wanted his niece and nephew to incorporate into their magic.

But it was a jumbled mess, and he knew it. The man let out a heavy sigh, running a hand over his face. His mind hadn't been quite straight since his possession by Set. It was harder to get his thoughts out -- at least when he wasn't in the field.

"This is chicken scratch," he groaned quietly, swiping the pages off of the desk and onto the floor. His hands covered his face, index and middle fingers pressing into his temples to alleviate his headache.