From the sepulchral realm of the celestial unknown, the waxing moon casts a spectral pallor upon the constellation of Capricorn. On this gaunt and saturnine night, dear Capricorn, expect a frisson of fear to entwine with your very marrow. Silence, so cobweb-thin it can be shattered by a breath, will be your companion as you navigate the labyrinth of the ordinary taken now into the realm of uncanny dread.

Beware, the veil between your world and the eldritch unknown grows diaphanous, spectral influences may breach your mortal sphere. Keep your lamp of reason burning bright against these phantasmal agents of the night. This is not a time for valor or ventures in spectral locations, instead cloak yourself in homely comforts, lest you fall prey to the ghoul that haunts your peculiar destiny. And remember, Capricorn, even the most timorous heart can quell the gravest of terrors, if only it beats with resolve and determination.