Beware, Aries, the fiery ram. Today as the addle crows unfurl their unclean wings in the blood-rusty dawn, you entangle yourself with something raw and unrefined, something that lurks in the nethermost pits where darkness and despair nest. The stars align during daylight in a manner to suggest the unfolding of a horror tableau that scarred that immense celestial dome just for you. Safeguard your sacred sanity, for the skeletal hand of an unearthly monstrosity is peering through the veil separating our realm from the next. It seeks to cauterize your spirit with the searing heat of fear itself.

Stay vigilant, Aries, for the beast crouching in the lightless abyss thirsts to sample the warmth of your essence. Veins that pump with robust courage throb like an alluring beacon in the lightless void, drawing the aberration ever closer to penetrate your sense of security. Your only armor against this encroaching horror is found in the rich coagulated darkness far beyond the reach of most, the bitter sinewy strength of the self that can repel the palpable terrors. Even as the sulfurous stench of dread attempts to sneak through the narrow slits of your resolve, stand guard. These are cruel, visceral times and the only path to survival is painted with the crimson hues of endurance and raw will. Today, Aries, survival is the only victory.