Plastic Sea (KO) — What's Left, Page 18
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패널 1: 작열하는 오후. 사방으로 텅 비고 반짝이는 바다. 주황색 튜브에 탄 로카는 아주 작아 보이고, 있는 힘껏 소리친다. 로카: '비베르! 카박!' 패널 2: 그는 한 손으로 노를 젓고 다른 손에는 밤야의 노란 오리 인형을 든 채, 목이 쉬어 간다. 로카: '밤야...!' '누구든 대답해!' 패널 3: 클로즈업: 로카는 얼굴을 일그러뜨리며 물을 철썩 친다. 로카: '대답해...'
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텅 빈 오후의 바다에서 주황색 튜브에 홀로 떠 있는 로카는 친구들을 부르짖고, 한 손에 노란 오리 인형을 든 채 노를 젓다가 목소리가 갈라지며 물을 철썩 친다.
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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.