Chappawranglers
From many worlds come people, places and things on the Action Strata. What prevents collisions and catastrophes? Old paintings portray giant highway-grey birds whose feathery fingers touch lightly on the Strata’s locales, as if shuffling toy buildings. Negative energies are siphoned away, like rain scattered by winds. No one knows how they got the job but some say their feathers and toes are gilded because they once feasted on the golden snakes that hold the universe together.
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