Today, ye who bear the mark of Sagittarius, be prepared for an uncanny odyssey through the shrouded corridors of horror the likes of which the mind doth scarcely brook! As the sinister wings of dread Pluto’s baleful influence swoop low o’er your natal domicile, the veil separating the physical plane from the diabolical abyss shall waver, beckoning you into its brooding embrace. Uncanny phenomena of no commonplace nature may beset your path; the tell-tale whisper of an unseen presence on the deserted thoroughfare, the blood curdling caw of the midnight raven, or perhaps the chilling breath of the unspeakable brushing against your horrified countenance.

Arcane secrets long buried within the musty catacombs of the phantasmal universe shall stir, threatening to rupture the fragile bonds of reality. Eschew the allure of these spectral revelations, for the forces they summon are not to be trifled with by mundane souls. Stand resolute, Sagittarian, or run the risk of being consumed by the meteoric conflagrations that await those who dare venture too close to the ravening maw of the great abyss. Nay, fear not the approaching night, for within its oppressive darkness lies not simply the, as is often feared, grotesque, but also the potential for luminary rebirth. Still, tread with utmost caution, for the path to light often leads through shadow and deathly silence.