
Green Mountain, White Cloud: A Novel of Love in the Ming Dynasty

i generally dislike love stories. not because of their cheesy value, but because the ones that appear in books are not realistic. now, i know that some could argue with me that based on that reason, i shouldn't read fantasy anymore, but that's not how i see it. love stories are 60% wrongly depicted in literature, in my opinion. the best ones that i have seen are the dramatic kind, the sacrifice type of love that adorned the 19th and 20th centuries, because love was somewhat of an illegal subject .
nonetheless, this wasn't one of those works. i genuinely liked the characters, their love story seemed plausible and the writing itself was worth three stars to say the least.
once again, i was pleased with the translation done on it, as it was especially expressive in dialogue and you rarely find that anymore.
a pleasant surprise, really, and i'm glad i was given it.