Dark and daunting days are upon you, dear Libra. As the zodiac scales strive for harmony, your reality will traverse along the fine edge of the chilling unknown, swaying desperately between sanity and madness. The celestial murmur of brooding Pluto aligns discordantly with Uranus, pulling you into a swirling vortex of terror and uncertainty. Beware, the shadows lengthen, becoming denser, and your trembling hands will no longer distinguish between the phantoms of your deepest fears and reality’s grim actuality.

The haunting moon is waning, concealed by layers of obsidian clouds, offering no solace from the lurking evils of the fading daylight. Confusion clouds your judgement, recalling images of empty, dead-eyed dolls and twisted, gnarled trees scratching at your windowpane. Your vessel of courage feels empty, incapable of equipping you for the calamity ahead. Letting your cries of horror echo into the clutches of the unforgiving void will serve no purpose, dear Libra. Embrace the darkness, find strength in your terror, for the monstrous fear you conjure up paints you as a portrait of screaming survival – a masterpiece the nightmarish cosmos could never hope to erase.