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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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Wedding Party

Prussia, July 28th 1803

10:26 AM

Already in the mansion of the Santen house, the wedding party was about to begin. Lukas and Nathalie were already there, and more and more guests started arriving.

Meanwhile, Lukas and Nathalie were together, just having a relaxed conversation. They were both sitting at a small table while drinking some orange juice.

Nathalie lifted her glass slightly. "Well, I can see why you chose not to consume any alcohol by now," she said with a smirk.

Lukas chuckled softly. "Well, you shouldn't commit the same mistake twice," he said while also lifting his glass slightly.

Nathalie nodded her head. "Agreed," she replied before clinking glasses with Lukas.

After that, the both of them drank up their juices.

Lukas smiled. "Much more enjoyable than alcohol, don't you think?" he asked.

Nathalie nodded her head. "Yeah, I kinda like this sweet taste," she said before taking a brief glance at the glass.