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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 Nathalie were in their room, trying to get dressed as quickly as possible.

Right now, Lukas was finishing to put his boots on, whereas Nathalie was sitting on the bed, turned directly to the mirror, brushing her hair.

As Nathalie did that, she looked at Lukas out of the corner of her eyes. "Hey, Lukas, where's my hanky? I guess you threw it away at some point," the red-haired girl asked.

Lukas slowly turned head back to her. "Hm? Oh, it's over there," he replied before pointing at her red hanky, scattered on one of the corners of the room.

Nathalie looked the way Lukas had pointed before immediately standing up, and heading that way.

Nathalie crouched down to pick the hanky while scoffing. "For God's sake, Lukas! Did you really have throw it all the way here?" she asked while trying to clean it with her hand.

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