Today, Leo, you may feel a certain unease, a lingering disquiet that neither sunlight nor company can ameliorate. The spectre of an unaccounted past may rear its troubled head, with cryptic signs rearing up from the motes of dust that dance in the afternoon sunlight. Note these harbingers well, for they are as an ancient manuscript, filled with whispers and import of spectres not so easily laid to rest.

As your day arcs towards evening, the ethereal pull of an inexorable destiny may become almost tangible. You may feel like a vessel, passively bobbing in the sea as the madness of the storm rolls in, as transient as the moonlight that peers through the breathless hush of your curtains. Pay heed, dear Leo, for this is not an augury of doom, but an invitation to confront those shadowy narratives that drift in your subconscious. Denial will but roll out a welcome mats for these phantoms. Instead, stand as a beacon amidst twilight, let the cold shivers of acknowledgement breeze through you, to reveal a dawn that is a triumphant testament to your courage.