As the plough scars the autumnal earth, Virgo, your day will ripple with a restless energy. The atmosphere is fraught with the uncanny rustle of unseen presences in the shadows. An experience, seemingly mundane in daylight, will have an undercurrent of creeping dread seeping in as dusk falls. Be wary of places untouched by time, where forgotten rituals and olden superstitions still grasp the inhabitants in their spectral hands. An unseen force lies in the marrow of such places. Trust your instincts, Virgo. If the hairs on the back of your neck bristle, it is a sign to retreat.

Tonight, the moon hangs low, tinged with the blood of harvest, and you’ll feel the cryptic anxiety that has hummed around the edges of this day deepen. The veil between real and imagined dissolves under the stark light of the candle you keep burning to ward off the darkness. In dreams, you’ll be visited by ancestral spirits who linger to whisper warnings, their words dissipating like smoke before reaching your conscious mind. As night bleeds into the morning, remain steadfast in your judgments and let your pragmatic nature guide you at each twist and turn, Virgo. Today, tread the thin line between tradition and terror with your eyes open wide.