Plastic Sea — Day Two, Page 2
By Inkroost · Published
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Page 2. Roka sleeps on his back on the bench, his chrome fist resting on his stomach. Nane crouches beside him with her lantern, leans in, whispers, and taps one chrome knuckle beside a closed eyelid. Nane: "What even are you...?"
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Roka sleeps on his back on the bench, his chrome fist resting on his stomach. Nane crouches beside him with her lantern, leans in, whispers, and taps one chrome knuckle beside a closed eyelid.
