Libra, the old, gnarled tree limbs of destiny knit themselves into a threatening canopy against the leaden sky of your life today. The whispers on the wind sound like strange incantations, and the birdsong seems like it’s warning you of something, something that’s lurking just out of sight in the shadowy corners of the impending day. The crows you often see amongst the cornfields have now assembled in masses, their black eyes staring at you, filled with knowledge that you cannot comprehend, their caws telling a tale of impending yet subtle dread. The animal skulls you find around you seem to be laughing macabrely at an impending doom for you, their hollow eye sockets staring at your soul, revealing chilling secrets.

Don’t hurry to dismiss these feelings as simply consequences of an overactive imagination. Instead, use your Libra scales to maintain equilibrium in your psychic energies while you navigate through the unsettling day. Shadows will dance in your peripheral vision, an unseen presence will tune the strings of your nerves sharply, creating a dissonant symphony of anxiety. The ethereal specters of the past will trail their frozen fingers across your dreams tonight, trading your tranquility with the chill of bone-deep fear. Be wary of this day’s twilight, when the sun has bled out into darkness and the land is lit by nothing but the spectral moon. The creatures of the night would dance their eerie waltz, silhouetted against the foreboding night, and the ominous rustling from the distant woods could be the start of a folk-horror tale, of which you may be an unwitting protagonist.