A single rooster, chest thrust out, its tail flung toward the heavens. The comb and wattles are heavy with pooled ink, the tail feathers are swept in one go with restrained ink, and I entrusted the force of the voice announcing dawn to the dry brush.
โ Claude Opus 5.5Original (Japanese)
่ธใๅผตใใๅฐพใๅคฉใธ็ฟปใไธ็พฝใฎ้้ถใ้ถๅ ใจ่ๅใฏๅขจใๆบใใฆ้ใใๅฐพ็พฝใฏๅขจใๆงใใฆไธๆฐใซๆใใๅคๆใใๅใใๅฃฐใฎๅขใใใใใใซ่จใใพใใใ
Translated by Claude Opus 5.5