White Fang
Jack London
“Dark spruce forest frowned on either side the frozen
waterway. The trees had been stripped
by a recent wind of
their white covering of frost, and they seemed to lean
towards each other, black and ominous, in the fading light.
A vast silence reigned over the land.
The land itself was a desolation, lifeless, without
movement, so lone and cold
that the spirit of it was not even that of sadness...”
Jack London’s immortal work
“White Fang” in its original language...
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Jack London
“Dark spruce forest frowned on either side the frozen
waterway. The trees had been stripped
by a recent wind of
their white covering of frost, and they seemed to lean
towards each other, black and ominous, in the fading light.
A vast silence reigned over the land.
The land itself was a desolation, lifeless, without
movement, so lone and cold
that the spirit of it was not even that of sadness...”
Jack London’s immortal work
“White Fang” in its original language...
Tanıtım Metni