Today, dear Scorpio, the usually quiet night feels somewhat uneasy. As you gaze upon the starless sky, an uneasy awareness of your own mortality sneaks up on you like a phantom in the dark. The veil between this world and the next appears thin, ghostly. Your insightful mind delves into the realm of mysteries where clear definitions are blurred and the lunatic moon casts long, grotesque shadows. A thick fog of existential dread wraps you in an embrace far too tight for comfort.

A clang in the distance, an unexplainable rustle—these tiny prickles of fear are what make your life thrilling, perhaps even meaningful. An example of cause and effect, a treat for your analytical mind. You’re possessed by a need, a curiosity too strong to resist. Tonight, your old heart beats fiercely against your chest, not from fear, but from a connection to the uncanny rhythm of the universe. Your hunt for answers might lead to unsettling truths, but remember, dear Scorpio, it is these hidden layers of existence that truly define our perception of reality.