Plastic Sea (ZH) — What's Left，第 7 頁
作者：Inkroost · 發布於
文字記錄
第1格：船员们四散逃开。Kabak和Biber朝一个方向跑；Roka高举着鱼，咧嘴笑着回头，飞奔过一座用绳子绑起的瓶子桥。Roka：‘早上好啊，老太婆！’ 第2格：Lahana朝空中刺出长矛。Lahana：‘那是我的早餐！’ 第3格：Roka蹲在一只上下颠簸的黄色木箱上，挥舞着鱼。Roka：‘本来是。’‘那曾经是你的早餐。’
圖片說明
Roka带着鱼跑过瓶子搭成的桥，Lahana挥矛刺向她，随后Roka站在漂浮的木箱上嘲笑她。
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.