White Fang
Read White Fang by Jack London in Spanish and English, a parallel text graded reader with audio. Available in CEFR levels A2, B1, B2, and C2.
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Two men haul a coffin across the frozen North on a birch-bark sled, low on ammunition, ringed each night by gleaming eyes suspended in the blackness at the edge of their fire. A she-wolf with a strange reddish coat trots calmly onto the trail behind them, studies them with a wistfulness "bred of hunger, as cruel as its own fangs," and vanishes the instant a rifle rises. So Jack London opens White Fang: with the Wild itself as a presence, an old law that aims always to destroy movement, because life, to the Wild, is an offence.
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Un oscuro bosque de abetos se levantaba a los dos lados del río helado.
Dark spruce forest stood on both sides of the frozen river.
Un viento reciente había quitado la escarcha blanca de los árboles.
A recent wind had blown the white frost off the trees.
Ahora parecían inclinarse unos hacia otros, negros y aterradores, con la luz que se iba apagando.
Now they seemed to lean toward each other, black and frightening, in the fading light.
Un silencio enorme cubría la tierra.
A huge silence covered the land.
La tierra estaba vacía, muerta y quieta.
The land itself was empty, dead and still.
Hacía tanto frío y había tanta soledad que ni siquiera parecía triste.
It was so cold and lonely that it did not even feel sad.
Había algo parecido a una risa en ella, pero era peor que cualquier tristeza.
There was something like laughter in it, but it was worse than any sadness.
History
- Written by Jack London in English
- Adapted by Line by Line Publishing in 2026