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The Bringer of Light

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. ----- 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!" ----- "I swear! I'm coming back alive!" ----- 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?

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Prussia, July 19th 1803

11:42 PM

Lukas and Freida walked away from the living room where they were, and were now heading into a balcony nearby.

Freida was the first one to walk through the door that led to the balcony. She did it while taking a deep breath, enjoying the fresh air.

Freida walked to the balustrade of the balcony and leaned over it, beholding the view of the garden that was part of the Santen mansion.

After that, Lukas also walked through the doors of the balcony, and stood beside Freida.

Silence perpetuated between them for a few seconds before Freida sighed softly. "Isn't this amazing, Lukas? The warm air of summer nights is one of the most pleasant things in this world," she said.

Lukas looked at Freida out of the corner of his eyes. The blonde boy did agree with what Freida had said, but he knew that she hadn't taken him there to talk about which weather they liked the most.