At the candle’s shadowy dusk, dear Pisces, Neptune’s influence will immerge you into the gloomy crypts of your inner thoughts. Many of the half-glimpsed shapes flitting around the eerie penumbra of your mind will strike a chord of disquiet, their grotesque and only half-remembered forms from your deepest anxieties resonating with a chill that rivals the sensation of cool graveyard soil beneath the fingertips. Rest assured that these strange apparitions, though momentarily unsettling, are mere phantoms formed by the starlight’s play upon the stained glass panes of Saturn. The fears that roil within you are yours and yours alone to master; the fish may swim amidst turbulent waters, but it does not succumb to their restless pull.

Nevertheless, as you journey through the gloaming of your consciousness, hidden depths will bared – carefully folded secrets, age-old sins draped in the cobwebs of denial and snugly tucked away in the dusty corners. Be prepared to revaluate what you once deemed familiar, indeed affable. Skeletons in the closet are set to rattle and the mirrors of self-reflection may flash ghastly images of an ancient past. Chaos may thrive under the pale glow of the moon, but, my brave Pisces, it is within this very chaos that your route to self-discovery lies. Nerve yourself to face your night demons and embrace the shifting shadows for what they are: not spectral tormentors, but a darkened path leading to the glorious dawn of newfound self-realisation.