In the labyrinthine abyss of cosmic disorder, Leo, the spectral sigil of your astral beast shines with ominous intensity this day. Curious it is, that under your dominance, the Sun in all its glory, bows in humbled deference, auguring uncanny, cryptic occurrences. Your mundane realm, trapped within routine existence, will be drawn unexpectedly into the indescribable and uncanny, estranged places. An eerie hush will wrap your life as you slide into an alternate reality redolent with the bizarre, yet eerily familiar – a question not of what but of from whence?

As the day unfurls, pay heed to whispers, for not only human voices carry messages. Listen to the sibilant sighs of the darkened alleyway, the muttered trembling of the wind, the cryptic chatter of obscure shadows nursing mirthless laughter. Seek and you shall discover what lies beneath the undulating cloak of daily, monotonous existence, bound to your sign by shadowy, hieroglyphic threads of ancient, unknowable dimensions. Today, Leo, you commune with the unspeakable and unseen agencies of cosmic chaos, while standing resolute at the precipice of unimaginable abyss, the Iron Crown of Horror upon your regal mane. Remember, not all is as it seems, and horror wears nimble, unexpected faces.