By Jack London
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For a long time, his mind saw his past. The fire began to die out, and the cold entered his body. He placed two more sticks on it. There were just two more left. This would be how long he would live.
It was very lonely. He placed one of the last pieces of wood on the fire.
“Listen, what a strange noise for wood to make in the fire.”
No, it wasn’t wood. His body shook as he recognized the sound. . . wolves.
The cry of a wolf brought the picture of the...