Today, Aries, your fiery temperament meets the stagnated waters of an age-old terror that sleeps on the fringes of forgotten woodlands. The danger you face isn’t etched in shadows, but rather, it thrives in the open sun, whispering old stories through the rustling leaves of antiquated oaks, and wordlessly etching cautionary tales in the gnarled root and bramble. The ram, strong as it may be, should not challenge the primordial spirits that wake with the first crow of the rooster and sleep only when moonlight blankets old cornfields – for in their world, your stubborn audacity is not conquering, but an invitation to the horrific kinfolk that dance in the veil between life and death, mortal and immortal.

Yet there is a peculiar charm behind the fright that looms in the seemingly innocent setting around you. The tangled webs of folklore may whisper warnings of ancient evils lurking beneath the whispering wheat, yet they also spell out a grueling challenge for you, dear Aries, to face. Harness your courage to be the light that outshines the lurking darkness in broad daylight. Make it your mission to unravel some of the enigmatic tales walled within the village ruins and haunted meadows that seem to bleed into your day. But beware, for your actions will incur a price, and it is a price paid not in currency, but in sanity and heartbeats. Tread lightly and mind the crows. They watch, they know, and they speak in caws to unseen listeners.