Plastic Sea (JA) — What's Left，第 12 页
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Panel 1: 島中のカモメが、羽音を嵐のように立てて一斉に飛び立つ。Rokaは魚を手から滑らせながら、空を見上げる。Roka:「鳥たちが……」 Panel 2: 市場の奥側で、BiberとKabakが空を見つめる。Kabak:「Biber……？」 Panel 3: 島から垂れ下がる網の下、六角形の板が蜂の巣のように並ぶ巨大な青白いものが、深海からせり上がってくる。 Panel 4: Lahanaは屋台の下で水面が盛り上がるのを見下ろし、槍が手から落ちる。Lahana:「真ん中へ行って！」「逃げて！」
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カモメが一斉に飛び立つ。BiberとKabakは市場で空を見上げる。島の下から巨大な青白いものがせり上がり、Lahanaが逃げろと叫ぶ。
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In the dark at the bottom of the sea, something is counting. On Candyreef, a candy-coloured island of floating trash, Roka wakes to a water bag in the face from his street crew, lifts breakfast from the old woman who would have fed him anyway, and tells the kid who follows him that he doesn't owe anybody. Then the gulls lift all at once, and a Maw eats half the island. A day and a night alone at sea later, the Garden Ship fishes him out and orders him to walk its treadwheels for fish heads. Roka is nobody's slave, so he goes looking for something to steal instead, and breaks into a barnacled case dredged from the seabed. The silver dust inside climbs into his arm and says hello. It is polite. It is curious. It wants every human dead. And it has just started counting again.