Under the melancholy shroud of the exiled moon, you, the venerable Taurus, find yourself at the precipice of the abyss, grappling with the subterranean shadows of your nature. The vast cosmos, shifting and colliding above in its eternal dance, harkens you to confront the doppelgänger within your own soul – a horrifying creation borne of your deepest fears and anxieties. As your ruling planet, Venus, mourns in isolation, a string of uncanny incidents threatens to undo the fabric of mundane routine and plunge you into a gothic narrative laden with strife and tragedy.

In this shadowy descent into the catacombs of consciousness, the stars whisper cautions of hubris and the perils of playing God with one’s destiny. A dreadful mutation of desire and dominion threatens to unleash chaos amongst your silent dreams; Venus bleeds a crimson hue, a spectre of the unholy matrimony of love and horror. This singular dalliance with the grotesque the quirky, the horrific, is a spectral playground which prefers the dissonant harmonies of trepidation. Therefore be solemnly vigilant, dear Taurus, for the unseen puppeteer this moon cycle might just be the monstrous reflection hiding beneath the surface of your own identity.