white fang novel in urdu

It is after than that events take a turn for the worse. Somehow, incredibly, he was still writing a thousand words a day. The old crackly radio hummed, the static mixed with the Yukon wind sound effects, the dog barked, the man talked to himself while he tried to get his fire lit, and all the while our canvas tent creaked in the warm night. When we are broken and have lost everything, we might sign up for the most physically-demanding adventure to get away from it all. In between listening to the rain and the croaking of the frogs and staring at the owl who had landed right in front of me on a low branch of a tree, I read this book with much joy.

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