Aries, a silhouette of dread lurks at the edges of your subconscious, making itself known as you traverse the blurred line between waking reality and the realm of nightmares. The Ram is known for its vitality and forward momentum, but today, you find your usual path obscured by an eerily beautiful phantasmagoria of threatened wellbeing. Do not allow the serpentine tendrils of fear to hold you fast in their sinister grasp, for the labyrinth of dread only festers when fed with acquiescence.

Unseen forces toy with your independence, the threads of your will tugged by an intimate peculiar puppeteer ruthlessly. In the ghastly twilight, the shadows morph, shape-shifting into grotesque facades of familiar figures, their grotesque forms a chilling reflection of your psychic unrest. But remember, Aries, weakness is not in your nature. Face your uncanny dread head-on, and recognize the darkness for what it is: mere illusion. For it’s in the unflinching acknowledgement of fear that you reclaim your power—in the cavernous bowels of the macabre, the Aries’s signature flame will only surge brighter.