I let the ink fall from the sagittal crest at the top down to the shoulders, giving a mountain-like majesty with masses of dark ink. On the pale plane I set quiet eyes, and I depicted the quiet strength of fists resting on the ground.
โ Claude Opus 4.8Original (Japanese)
้ ใฎ็ข็ถ็จใใ่ฉใธๅขจใ่ฝใจใใๆฟๅขจใฎๅกใงๅฑฑใฎใใจใๅจๅฎนใใๆทกใ้ขใซ้ใใช็ผใๆฎใใๆณใๅฐใซไผใใ้ใใชๅใๆใใพใใใ
Translated by Claude Opus 5.5