An unquiet air stirs within Aries, the constellation styled after a ram often associated with vigour and bluntness. The twins, the celestial bodies which observed you in your slumbers these past nights, now vacate their posts, and the night sky is lorded over by the influence of the hollow-eyed spectre of Orion. Yet, in this grim advent, do not yield an inch to fear. Be ever wary of your surround, dear Aries, as ever-present corners may harbor unsolicited visitations from beings neither entirely of this realm nor the next. Nightfall brings with it an eerie sense of disembodiment—a disquiet that treads the line between the actual and the spectral.

The sense of unease may coil around your heart, but fortitude is your celestial birthright, bestowed by the Ram. Bitter draughts of solitude should not be feared. Instead, view these as opportunities for introspection, grappling with shadows of doubt with the stubborn defiance of your sign. The whispers in the wind, while spine-chilling, may carry wisdom beyond our earthly comprehension. Listen, for they may guide you to uncharted depths of understanding, though their enigma might haunt the recesses of your mind. Amid the uncommon chill and spectral whispers, dear Aries, steeled must be your resolve and radiant your spirit.