Day is an illusion, Sagittarius, a brief respite from the sovereign kingdom of shadows, and it is creeping closer. As the ghostly fingers of death’s hand guard the celestial clock, the dark ascension of the long-lost star sign will ignite grave omens in your path. Now guided by blood-drenched constellations, you’re beckoned to venture through the fog-laden labyrinth of destiny, filled with whispered secrets and echoes of phantom cries, seeking enlightenment in the darkest corners of existence.

Remember, Sagittarius, the mirror is not merely a reflection but a gateway, a portal to the twilight realms of spectral phantoms. As the raven of fate caws mournfully under the wailing moon, you must confront the spectre of your past life, buried deep beneath the crypt of your subconscious. Do not fear the skeletal grip of truth as it reaches out, for only through embracing these haunted revelations can you pierce the looming dread, riding the spectral horse into the abyss of enlightenment.