Welcome, dear Capricorn, to a day where the ordinary shall find itself woven into a chilling tapestry of the eerie and unfamiliar. You, the pragmatic goat, have always valued a well-ordered existence, yet today that familiarity will fracture as though a once-trusted mirror has splintered into a thousand untruths. Doors you’ve never noticed before will appear in the knotted woodwork of your life’s path; strange whispers might echo through your phone-line like the rasping breath of vanished days. Let your earth-bound practicality guide you through these shifting illusions; your instincts are your torch in the enveloping fog.

As the sun dips below the horizon this evening and the corners of your home grow thick with shadows, do not be overly alarmed by the creak of a settling house, nor the sudden chill spiralling from unseen corners. For, Capricorn, life is an unending descent into the crypt of mystery, where dreams become echoes and echoes become corporeal. Remember that these spectral experiences are but transients in your journey – cling to your cast iron resilience, they do not come for you, but for your fear. Just remember to keep the lights on a bit longer tonight. After all, there’s always a flicker of truth in the shadows we fear to look at.