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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

Elias had walked away, as Lukas stood there, sitting on the couch as he went through everything he had heard so far.

Lukas sighed. 'The Von Neumann... was the one who actually is to blame in this situation? Still... that doesn't justify what my father did to my mother... I still don't know what I should do,' he thought.

Lukas then clenched his fists as he sat on the sofa. 'I can already see what's going to happen next, but I'll wait for my father to finish his explanation... that is, if he can, right,' he thought.

Lukas leaned back on the couch as he waited for Elias to come back. Lukas was not pretty sure about where Elias had gone, but he knew that he was coming back.

After a while, Elias could be heard by Lukas, coming from where he had gone. A few moments after, Elias could finally be seen, as he held a candle, and showed quite a grieving face.

The Hügel House (2)