The feathers of fate’s black raven flutter ominely in the wind for thee, oh Virgo. Its beady eyes keep watch under the indigo sky, a twilight tapestry woven with the sinister threads of the unseen forces. The macabre dance of destiny reveals that today, you will tread the path laid by the phantom architect, within a labyrinth of arcane mysteries. You will be haunted by the ghostly echoes of forgotten whispers, a grim chorus of spectral voices transmitting predictions of doom and dread from the dark abyss.

Your earthly efficiency will face a grim trial, as the specter of chaos attempts to possess your habitual order. Undertaking tasks will be like grasping at fleeting shadows, elusive, and leaving a chilling trace. In the love department, your heart may long for the embrace of the unfeeling stone gargoyle, it’s gaze forever frozen on the void of hopelessness. Resist the cold comfort, for in life’s crypt, the heart must beat alone. Remain resilient against these horrific trials, and remember, the restless spirits of the cosmos are but mere phantoms in the grand theatre of existence.