As the wheel of the year turns and the thinning veil of invisible forces becomes more diaphanous, Sagittarius, you find yourself treading on a forgotten path, one that runs through the wild, ancient heart of the forest. An odd whisper carried by the wind subtly murmurs your name. Instead of detaching you from reality, this mysterious call weaves you deeper into the gnarled roots of earth’s archaic wisdom.

Hidden forces rumble under your feet, echoing an ancestry as old as the land itself. The gentle rustle of the leaves and their autumn-tinted colors are a constant reminder of the cyclic nature of life. But remember Sagittarius, in folk-horror the beauty of the natural world is cruelly deceptive, sometimes it hides a dark secret. As the shadows of the forest grow longer, stay on your guard. The stakes are high as the spirits of old are not satisfied with mere observance, they demand participation. Let this be a warning: your future is not something to be approached lightly today, for superstition may hold more truth than you’d dare to imagine.