In the wake of a sickly harvest moon, Libra, today locks you under an ebon chill, sweeping down from the obscure corners of existence. A creeping uncertainty shrouds your day, tempting you to seek solace in numbers and reliance on the comfort of familiarity. As the sign of balance, you’ll find yourself a fulcrum on which strange and eerie incidents pivot. Has the everyday world always held such a veneer of the uncanny, or is it a trick of your unraveling certainty?

Beware Libra, for today you are a moth drawn towards the forbidden allure of the existential flame. Night’s curtain falls upon all things, and in the ensuing shadows, suspicion breeds. Be wary, for the mundane may swiftly morph into the macabre, the ordinary may unveil an aspect ominous. What’s lurking in the twilight hour? Truth or deception? Salvation or damnation? Your reality teeters precariously on the edge, morphing into dreamscape, as the boundary blurs. Sense of security diminished, proceed with caution, for your path is laden with unseen mischief.