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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

Luther is at the camp. At the moment, he's walking towards Lucius's tent, so he could check on him.

Since Lukas wasn't in the best of the states now, and he possibly was the reason why Lucius didn't look very happy, then he was willing to do that job.

Soon, Luther finally arrived to the tent where Lucius was. He crouched down in front of it before being surprised by a familiar voice.

"What do you want, Luther?" Lucius asked from the other side, feeling his presence.

Luther made a short break before smiling slightly. "I feel like you need to talk. Are you available?" he asked.

"...Do you want to talk?" Lucius asked.

Luther nodded slightly. "I'm willing to talk if you are fine with it," he replied.

"Then go away. I'm not fine with it," Lucius retorted, quite rudely.

Frustrated