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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 had finished pointing out the trees he thought as the best ones to chop down. He considered the position and the size of the tree in order to decide it.

Lukas sighed before looking up at both Herman and Lucius. "So, what do you think?" he asked.

Herman nodded his head. "Looks good to me. They don't move their cannons, so those trees will definitely hit them," he said.

Lucius nodded his head as well. "I agree with Captain Herman. I believe those are the best options we have," he said.

Lukas nodded his head. "Good. Now all we have to is creating the teams that are going to chop them down. They are 3 trees, however, they are all very close to each other, so I think one team is enough," he said.

"Definitely," Herman said while nodding his head.

Fruitless Prayers