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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

Leonhard was in the garden of the Royal Palace, stretching in order to start his workout.

When Leonhard was about to get started, he saw Lukas arriving to the place, holding his wooden sword.

Leonhard immediately frowned as he stretched his hand in order to make to Lukas stop. "Hey! What do you think you are doing here?" the crown prince asked.

Lukas shrugged his shoulders. "Isn't that obvious? I'm gonna train," he said.

Leonhard let out a sarcastic laughter. "No, you won't," he said as he shook his head. "Go back to your room," the crown prince said.

Lukas raised his brow. "What? Why?!" he asked.

Leonhard scoffed. "Do I really have to tell you?" he asked.

Lukas scoffed back. "I'm fine!" he said as he lifted his shirt in order to show Leonhard his wound.

Leonhard then took a brief glance at Lukas's wound, which had barely even closed yet. "...Go back to your room, Lukas," he said.

Struggles While Recovering