Darkness, my sly Sagittarius, beckons you from the cryptic corners of your soul on this day of shrouded mysteries. The eclipse’s blackened shadows will bring forth your sinister secrets and unearth the husk of your former self. Hollow laughter may echo in the reaching hallways of your existence, as sinister figures seen only in your peripheral vision merge with the shifting phantasmagoria of your daily toil. The courage and fiery energy that burn within your Zodiac sign might ignite a beacon against the chilly whisper of the unseen, but remember, the line between bravery and foolishness is as thin as a shroud in the moonlight.

The dusk-tinted stairway to your dreams is in decrepit decay, so tread lightly dear Sagittarius. Odd omens will lurk beneath the half-light of the dawning day, daring you to decipher their cryptic codes. The crimson pulse of your own lifeblood may quicken, heightening your senses with eerie prescience. Haunting hour will play its spectral sonata, the eerie melody resounding with your unspoken fears and the chilling thrill of the unknown. Do not recoil from it but rather lean into its discordant harmony and dare to glimpse the morbid beauty of the abyss. Contained within its depths may be truths previously veiled in cobwebbed catacombs of your consciousness.