Bulls of the cosmos, the vast void of the stars is teetering on the brink of unspeakable dread; the uncanny celestial bodies shrouded in darkness are preying upon your salvation. As Saturn cloaks itself beyond Neptune’s unseen abyss, your fate is intertwined with the bleak wails of nameless horrors that lurk in the blackened corners of reality. Your usually steadfast nature becomes your deepest nightmare as the cryptic entities, nourished by the unending cosmic despair, feed upon your unwavering faith in stability and the truth of what you hold to be tangible.

Waves of paralyzing fear wash over your soul, taking solace in your stubborn refusal to acknowledge the eldritch truth — life as you know it is but a fleeting dream, a dream poised on the edge of an abyss, teetering into an ancients’ eternity. Your strength, typically rooted in realism, will crunch under the weight of truths far beyond human comprehension. As the sun welcomes a new Hitchcockian dawn, do not seek comfort in your routines, Taurus. Instead, dare to gaze into the existential maw of infinity, surrender to the cosmic horror, and let chaos redefine your conception of order. For true dark wisdom lies not within reach, but in the awe of the unfathomable.