Plastic Sea (PT) — What's Left，第 35 頁
作者：Inkroost · 發布於
文字記錄
Painel 1: Visto por trás de Roka, seu braço direito cromado se ergue do ombro, e o olho nas costas da mão o encara. Tohum: 'Vou matar todos vocês.' Painel 2: Close no rosto pálido e suado de Roka, iluminado de baixo por uma luz ciano. Tohum: 'Só não hoje.' 'Estou muito cansado.'
圖片說明
Por trás de Roka, sua mão direita cromada se ergue diante do rosto, e o olho nela diz que vai matar todos os humanos; em um plano inverso, seu rosto aterrorizado enquanto ela acrescenta: só não hoje.
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.