Capricorn, as a child of Saturn, do you not feel the echo of morbid expectancy within the claustrophobic cathedral of your consciousness? It is a perpetual dance with oblivion, where tenebrous phantoms bathe in the despair of your deepest fears. Today, you are an unwitting marionette in this vast shadow theatre, a player in a macabre puppet show which descends without respite into a heart of profoundest horror. You will find yourself trapped within the solitary reflection in a corroded mirror, journeying into the hungry maw of this monstrous reality, where the prevalent sense of dread devours the concept of linear time and the ghostly gray matter of your mundanity.

As shimmers of sanity dissolve into the void, your world will shift, Capricorn, highlighting the fragile nature of human existence. Each mundane object, each unremarkable moment is a conductor for the lurking terror that dwells behind the veneer of reality. Shadows coalesce into malignancy, ordinary sounds morph into cacophonic pandemonium, and fear obtains a palpable form, visible only in the grotesque architecture of your nightmare. Your eyes bear witness to your own unraveling, mirrored in the darkness. Tomorrow’s sunrise will not guarantee a safe return to the light, but a deeper, more intimate association with the monstrous and the unknown. Remember, there’s no sanctuary in the abyss, only awareness of the eternal masquerade of horror.