Taurus, Child of Earth, your day begins in a veil of opaque ambiguity. The skies shroud your pragmatic temperament in a nebulous haze, infusing reckless shivers through the arteries of your soul. Indifference, earthy Taurus, is a shapeshifter, harmless as long as its true form remains concealed. Today, the urban structures of normality and routine harbor an insidious pulse, resonating to the rhythms of the uncharted. It endeavors to sew itself into the crevices of your conscious mind, a spectral intruder seeking your world as its host.

As the veil of the night tears itself open, shadows elongate themselves into grotesque parodies of familiar sights, finding a terrifying delight in disturbing your tranquility. The droning sounds of reality that usually reassure your earth-bound heart, morph into eerie echoes from dimensions you’ve been fortunate enough to never comprehend. Your usual stoic, enduring aura comes under a chilly assault from such uncanny happenings. Be of significant caution, Taurus, as you might perceive the unseen through the diminishing veil of pretense. You might discern shapes within shadows and voices within silences. Your solid world may shift or shiver. Never forget, Taurus, that the most fearsome things are often those left unnamed and hidden.