Virgo (Aug 24 – Sept 22)

Tonight, the waning moon casts a dim silver pallor, while spectral shadows march forth, their ghastly forms in lockstep with the undercurrent of dread that marches forth from the zodiac for you, dear Pisces. Beware the embrace of hushed voices swept along in the evening’s pantomime of the wind, for they bear tales of ancient, slumbering evils roused from their murky depths by the celestial alignments. A stirring in your soul, like a dark ocean beneath a tempest, might be interpreted by others as mere anxiety – but you, Pisces, ever attuned to the ethereal whispers, know it to be a dawning, unseen terror.

These cautionary whisperings from the stars demand that you retreat within, draw the curtains, heed the sanctity of proverbial hearth and home, and do not venture to the deep waters. For in these nights, the realms unseen by common souls wake and wander, seeking to muddy waters clear and thoughts purged of fear. Pisces, fish-child borne of water and starlight, peer not into the aquatic abyss for fear of what might peer back, and hold fast to the luminous sanity of daylight’s hours. You are caught, a tiny, trembling fish in the net of fate – Best to remember: not all mysteries hidden beneath the surface desire to be unveiled.