Dear Leo, today’s shadows are not your friends. They sing of nocturnal secrets, whispers designed to rattle the lion’s cage that is your heart. If you dare look through that dusty window gazing into the void, remember, eyes glare back at you from an abyss laced with veiny cracks in reality’s fragile floor. Watch for the tendrils of the unknown.

Within the labyrinth of your life are mazes where madness coils, inviting curiosity with a sly, spectral finger. The familiar streets on which you tread could snake a path leading to new, vile vegetations of fear. Your inner child’s laughter echoes eerily in the cosmic theatre of your dreams tonight. Stand firm, Leo. Be a castle amidst the storm for your foundation is strong and resisting, even in the face of the unknown.