Deep in the underbelly of these cosmos, where dread-soaked stars are tormented by spluttering nebulas and the cold vacuum whispers arcane secrets, the metronomic ballet of celestial bodies bears ominous portents for you, Sagittarius. As the Arrow pierces the heart of the Scorpion, an eldritch predestination is seeping into the corners of your everyday banality, gradually morphing it into a theatre of the uncanny. Your explorative nature may lead you to cross ley-lines into dream-scapes of malevolent infinity, a dire voyage beyond the veil of familiar reality.

Looming just out of sight, amid layers of spectral silence, dreadful entities with minds unfettered by our petty conceptions of time, sapience, and morality beckon you towards a chilling metamorphosis. Your usual abundance of optimism might turn into a cursed chalice, the zeal and spirit that defines you, twisted into a maddening curiosity that courts the abyss. When the sun vanishes today, remember: as you seek answers in the moon’s cold illumination, the obscure secrets peering back at you might not be worth the horror of their knowledge.