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Identical apart from their colour, these beings of pure goodness, trawl the Interworld for lost souls who need hope and meaning to enter their dull drab existences. I have a pair of Interworld binoculars that I use every night to try and locate these Angels of Mercy. The one and only time I spotted them, they were flying past at the speed of my thinking, and I caught the last few beams of tail dust. Smiling I waved them goodbye and sighed a sigh of wonder, hoping to hang on to the moment and not shake the dust from my shoulders.