Plastic Sea (KO) — What's Left, Page 11
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패널 1: 밤야가 벌떡 일어나 손가락으로 가리킨다. 밤야: '로카! 저기 봐!' 패널 2: 두 소년의 뒷모습 너머로, 조각천 돛을 단 거대한 배가 저 멀리 수평선에 작게 보인다. 로카: '정원선...' 패널 3: 밤야가 오리를 꼭 끌어안고, 로카가 눈을 가린다. 밤야: '우릴 데리러 오는 걸까?' 로카: '아무도 우릴 데리러 오지 않아.'
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밤야가 로카가 눈을 가리는 동안 수평선에 떠 있는 조각천 돛을 단 거대한 배를 가리킨다.
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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.