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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

Lukas and Leonhard were in the garden of the Royal Palace, sitting beside each other. They had just finished training, and were just talking about trivial things.

Leonhard finished gulping down some water from his gallon. "Have you heard the news? Some moviment among mercenaries was noticed in the vicinity of Vienna," he said.

Lukas nodded his head. "Yes, I did. Your father has told me about that yesterday. I told him that, by now, that is nothing worry about, but we should still strengthen our security," he said.

Leonhard nodded his head as he sighed. "Yeah, I agree with you. We should be as careful as never if we don't want to be surprised," he said.

Lukas nodded his head. "For sure," he said before standing up. "Well, I'm heading back to the palace. I'm hungry," the blonde boy said.

Leonhard scoffed. "Is there anytime where you aren't hungry?" he asked.

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