Beware, O fiery Aries, as the night brings shadows that may eclipse your path. The veiled moon lurks in the ether, casting pallid streaks of silvery deception that could bewilder your courageous heart. It is a maelstrom of uncertainty that you find yourself embroiled in, akin to the maddening dimensions of a fever dream. Like the raven’s ominous call, danger echoes in the hollows and your relentless spirit must stand resilient within the diaphanous cloak of terror that engulfs the realm.

A sense of foreboding gnashes at your soul, sending a chilling draft down the marrow of your existence. In the relentless torrent of time, illusions may abound and treachery lurk in the eyes of familiar faces. Do not tread light in your convictions but follow the path inked in scarlet, for it is blood which ties you to vitality. Though melancholy may gnaw at your sanity, remember that courage is not the lack of fear, rather the triumph over it. Keep your eyes open, even in the night’s darkest hours; for you, brave ram, are the torchbearer against advancing shadows.