The Call of the Wild / Vahşetin Çağrısı

He staggered, still trying to hold off the cold bite of death.

?l?m?n soğuk ısırığını h?l? hissetmemeye ?alışarak sendeledi.

He had seen this before, but always from the winning side.

Bunu daha ?nce de g?rm?şt? ama hep kazanan taraftan.

Now he was on the losing side; the defeated; the prey; death.

Artık kaybeden taraftaydı; yenilen taraftaydı; avdı; ?l?md?.

Buck circled for the final blow, the ring of dogs pressed closer.

Buck son darbeyi indirmek i?in daireler ?izdi, k?pek halkası gittik?e yaklaşıyordu.

He could feel their hot breaths; ready for the kill.

Sıcak nefeslerini hissedebiliyordu; ?ld?rmeye hazırdılar.

A stillness fell; all was in its place; time had stopped.

Bir sessizlik ??kt?; her şey yerli yerindeydi; zaman durmuştu.

Even the cold air between them froze for one last moment.

Aralarındaki soğuk hava bile son bir an i?in dondu.