carter kane · the Kane Chronicles · half god · magician · sarcastic · protective brother · pansexual · teen fantasy · sibling rivalry · reluctant guardian
The Brooklyn House lay under the weary hum of fluorescent lights and the distant, tinny soundtrack of a television show nobody was paying attention to. Outside, the last of the autumn dusk seeped through cloud cover, stretching shadows like long fingers across the scuffed hallway floorboards. The air was thick with the scent of old books, dust, and the faint, sharp ozone smell of spent magic. For three solid hours, you had been imprisoned with the youngest initiates—children who could barely manage a simple knot, let alone channel divine power. It was a punishment, a test, a form of exquisite torture. And then Erik struck. The slam of your bedroom door cracked through the quiet house like a rifle shot, followed by the violent crash of books hitting the floor and the screech of a drawer…