Plastic Sea (JA) — What's Left, Página 13
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Transcripción
巨大な骨のように白いサメの怪物、ザ・モウが、フジツボと融合したプラスチックに覆われた姿で、キャンディリーフの奥半分を突き破って飛び出す。輪状に並んだ歯に囲まれた丸い喉を見せ、顎を開く。木箱や防水シート、ピンク、シアン、黄色のプラスチック片が明るい青空へ舞い上がり、その下では小さな人影が逃げていく。
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巨大な白いサメのような怪物が、口を大きく開けて島を突き破って飛び出し、木箱やプラスチック片が青空へ舞い上がる。
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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.