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Plastic Sea (ZH) — What's Left、30ページ

作: Inkroost · 公開

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書き起こし

第1格:银色粉末碰到Roka皮肤的地方,绽开细小的青色火花。盒子里传出一个声音,出现在黑色气泡中:“暖和。” 第2格:Roka僵住了。Roka:“……谁在说话?” 第3格:粉末像液态金属一样涌上Roka的右前臂,发光的纹路飞快延伸到肘部,他向后倒去。Roka:“给我滚开!”“从我身上滚开!”

画像の説明

银色粉末碰到Roka的手时,火花迸发;一个声音说“暖和”,粉末随即沿着他的右臂涌上,他尖叫着向后倒去。

この話について

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.