With the aurora borealis flaming coldly overhead, or the stars leaping in the frost dance, and the land numb and frozen under its pall of snow, this song of the huskies might have been the defiance of life (...) It was an old song, old has the breed itself - one of the first songs of the younger world in a day when songs were sad.
(The Call Of The Wild - Jack London)

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