Born under the Archer’s sign, Sagittarius, the ethereal whispers of the cosmos play a peculiar symphony for you this day. A shiver of anticipation sweeps across the astral plain as the unseen puppeteers of fate draw together the strings of destiny. As the sun surrenders to the night, a foreboding shadow paints your path with a darkness so pure, echoing the sanguinary essence of tales found in Mr. Stoker’s leaves of sombre lore. The plagues of old, resplendent in their haunting horror, are mere echoes compared to the melancholia that pulls the nocturnal veil across your horizon today.

The omnipotent Moon, your celestial custodian, will be shrouded in a spectral pallor, ushering in a dread silence that disturbs the heart and confounds the soul. Skeletal hands of dread may tweak at your heartstrings, bringing with them fear-riddled images of times long past, yet hauntingly present in their macabre reality. Your usual fiery spirit stands the risk of being doused, replaced with a chill akin to the crypt’s frigid cradle. Stave off this bone-rattling chill by surrounding yourself with familiar comforts; anything else may serve to widen the eerie abyss yawning before you. Are these remnants of a bygone transgression or warped shadow puppets cast by a future not yet unfurled? Only time’s gnarled and withered hand will reveal. Despite the creeping horror, don’t let despair consume you. Stand staunch, oh stalwart Sagittarius.