My element reigns again.

[snarp]

While I was waiting for the bus today, the wind picked up - and it was cold. I felt as if I had come back to life, or as if my body was retaking its true form, put aside for half a year. Hide your faces, weak children of the sun, for my time is at hand.

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Are there any really good translations of Jin Yong/Louis Cha books? I've been trying to read Fox Volant of Snowy Mountain, but it's so stilted it's impossible to concentrate on the actual story. I can't even take a red pen to it - the badness is too diffuse. The guy sold 100 million books, so I'm assuming the translation is the problem.