Plastic Sea (KO) — What's Left，第 30 頁
作者：Inkroost · 發布於
文字記錄
패널 1: 은빛 가루가 로카의 피부에 닿는 곳에서 작은 청록색 불꽃이 피어난다. 케이스 안에서 들려오는 목소리, 검은 말풍선: '따뜻해.' 패널 2: 로카는 얼어붙는다. 로카: '...누가 말한 거야?' 패널 3: 가루가 액체 금속처럼 로카의 오른쪽 팔뚝을 타고 솟구치고, 빛나는 선들이 팔꿈치까지 질주한다. 그는 뒤로 넘어간다. 로카: '떨어져!' '나한테서 떨어져!'
圖片說明
은빛 가루가 로카의 손에 닿자 불꽃이 튀고, 목소리가 "따뜻해"라고 말한다. 가루가 그의 오른팔을 타고 솟구치고, 그는 비명을 지르며 뒤로 넘어간다.
關於本章
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.