Aquarius, the Water Bearer, opens the doorways to strange and hidden chambers, feared for their inscrutability, yet yearned for their beckoning enigma. Today, the astral charts form a cryptic pattern suggestive of a midnight sojourn through the spectral woodlands where the veil betwixt realities obscures, with dark omens casting long, ominous shadows over all you thought you knew. The moon, wrapped in a shroud of clouded secrecy, becomes your guide in this nocturnal traverse, a silver eye that blinds rather than illuminates, imprinting upon your soul the solar chill.

Attention must be paid to echoes of the past in your dreams, as apparitions from the vaults of your history rise like unknowable spectres to speak in a tongue bereft of consonance with the modern idiom. The world of sleep will betray a grotesque masquerade, a carnival where familiar faces wear the guise of ghoulish strangers, their silent pleas for help echoing your own unvoiced terror. Brushing past the arteries of your regular life, an otherworldly entity — an incarnate thought-form brought to life by your own dread and confusion — seeks to insinuate itself into your consciousness. Do not succumb to your panic, Aquarius. You may find, as dawn eventually breaks, that the horror was not the visitation itself, but your paralyzing fear of confronting it.