As an Aries, you have always swam in the river of aggression, and today, the wickedness of the universe decides to swim back. When your eyes open, the sombre light of dawn will reveal the very fabric of your existence being unknit by unseen hands, delicate yet cruel. Mood swings and paranoia you once brushed off as simple stress may transform into grotesque echoes of whispers you can’t understand. Not everything you witness will be tangible, the eerie reflections in the mirror may dance of their own accord, and the constant ticking of your watch may shift into a necromancer’s chant, as if time itself has become a puppeteer, pulling at life’s marionette strings, stretching the minutes into impossibly vast, fear-dressed landscapes. Beware, dear Aries, for today might not be about conquering but about surviving.

Today’s struggle won’t be a walk over hot coals but a wander through a labyrinthine crypt of dread. The shroud of your bravado will be peeled back, revealing your naked, raw uncertainty; ironically, an unvisited room in the mansion of your psyche. Relationships may fade like vanishing spectres, and the loneliness may echo within you like an unending scream. Inexplicably drawn to pulling back the veil of reality, your curiosity will see you walking on shattered hopes and aspirations, the sharp fragments tearing at your conviction and comfort. Your world, once as predictable as a well-read book, may suddenly seem comparable to a bewitched painting, horrifyingly alive and ceaselessly moody. Your only companion through this soul-chilling darkness will be your courage, flickering like a fragile candle against the gnawing winds of the monstrous unknown. Prepare yourself, Aries, for this day belongs not to the faint-hearted.