The Call of the Wild
by Jack London
⇥ As twilight fell the old bull stood with lowered head, watching his mates - the cows he had known, the calves he had fathered, the bulls he had mastered - as they shambled on at a rapid pace through the fading light. He could not follow, for before his nose leaped the merciless fanged terror that would not let him go. Three hundredweight more than half a ton he weighed; he had lived a long, strong life, full of fight and struggle, and at the end he faced death at the teeth of a creature whose head did not reach beyond his great knuckled knees.🏁
Submitted by deroche - 07/01/2025
Book Literature 5.37 Ranked
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The Call of the Wild
by Jack London
⇥ As twilight fell the old bull stood with lowered head, watching his mates - the cows he had known, the calves he had fathered, the bulls he had mastered - as they shambled on at a rapid pace through the fading light. He could not follow, for before his nose leaped the merciless fanged terror that would not let him go. Three hundredweight more than half a ton he weighed; he had lived a long, strong life, full of fight and struggle, and at the end he faced death at the teeth of a creature whose head did not reach beyond his great knuckled knees.🏁
Submitted by deroche - 07/01/2025
Book Literature 5.37 Ranked