In the grim aura of Uranus, your stars align within the sphere of mutable air, Gemini. The doppelgänger of the cosmos, they echo the eerie silence from the void and shiver down nerve-tightening paths, interpreting the celestial whispers in labyrinths unknown. As the day reaches the hour of the serpent, you shall perceive a shift in your shadow. The visage it molds shall be morbidly uncanny, feeding upon your deepest trepidation, yet curiosity will anchor you to it. Unfold the cryptic scrolls of your soul and beware, for your reflection becomes your grim cryptographer, decrypting the codex of the past’s spectral sorrows and future’s abhorrent anxieties.

As the moon bleeds into the black abyss, so too shall you blend into the pallor of unknown forces, glowing under your symbolic twin stars, Castor and Pollux. The veil between you and the spiritual realm is diaphanous in its deceitful serenity, tempting you to skim across mysteries, yet nibbling at the dread inside you, threatening to swallow you whole. Your slumber will cradle the screeches of nightmarish phantoms, whispering hints about foreboding trials. The maw of ambiguity lurks, ready to consume the comfort and lead you into the labyrinthine shadows of the unseen. Keep your spirit sharp, Gemini, and look to the ancient wisdom within, for your courage and wit will be summoned—tested under the chilling gaze of cosmic tribulation.