Today, Gemini, feel the waxing moon’s spectral breath at the nape of your neck, icy draughts winding around your spirit like tendruling mist. Yet it is not fear you should succumb to, no, but rather a sense of dreadful fascination. Be mindful of your twin flame, an echo in the gloom, an outfacing mirror yearning to reflect and amplify your stark reality in the swirl of the cosmic kaleidoscope. The universe is whispering, advising you through secretive messages eked out in the latticed shadows that guard you each night.

Your dreams will become a theater of silent horrors, not ghoulish or visceral caricatures of fear, but rather realities heightened, distorted. In them, seek not the solace of understanding, but the acknowledgment of your deepest primordial concerns. Record these night-paintings of thought, and approach them with curiosity rather than despair. Today and for days to come, dread will be your companion. Embrace it, Gemini, and use it to find the strength you never knew you had beneath the veneer of everyday certainty.