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He kneeled on the snow. The burning cold was reddening both his toes and fingers, but it didn't compare to the anger he was feeling at the moment. Such anger could be noticed in his expression, which even seemed animalistic, as well as in the tears streaming down his face.

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When he opened his eyes, all he could see was an old, wooden ceiling. After staring at it for a while, he turned his head.

"Oh! I'm glad you're awake!"

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"I swear! I'm coming back alive!"

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On August 17th 1788, Austria, a new boy is born, this boy would bring a huge change with him.
The novel "The Bringer of Light" will revolve around quarrels of powerful noble families, political matters, strategic discussions, the real human condition where good and bad people don't truly exist, and much more.

That boy is a prodigy child, having deep insight ever since his birth. One day, something terrible happens to him, which makes him have the goal of bringing light to this world.

The main point of this book is following him on his journey to fulfill that task. He goes through a lot of internal struggles such as: Is it really possible to achieve such a thing? Is what I'm trying to do even the right choice?

The Bringer of Light

The carriage that was transporting Elias and Lukas had finally arrived to their mansion. It had been about one entire month of travelling, so the both of them were very tired.

Lukas was the first one to leave the carriage. When he stepped outside of the carriage, Lukas took a deep breath out of relief.

'It's so good to be back! Nothing like our house,' the blonde boy thought.

Lukas was immediately followed by Elias, who left the carriage right after him, however, when he left the vehicle, he didn't seem happy or relieved to be happy, he was only showing his usual expression.

Lukas raised his brow when he noticed his father's posture. 'Well, this is weird. Since he was always complaining about the point of the trip, I thought he would be the happiest person to be back, but I apparently was wrong,' he thought.

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