thirty seven. The Sight

Hey Voidfarer, I’m starting to think clubs just aren’t your thing. That’s alright, plenty of other things to get up to on a nice evening like this…  and who knows? Maybe you’ll meet some new like minded friends- friends who prefer to stay off the dance floor and stick to the shadows. In this one Raine gets the picture, Xandar gets interrupted, and H.A.R.T gets it back. 

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