For you, Aquarius, the shadows of the occult gather with an invigorated ferocity, shrouding your path in a nefarious darkness that chills the bone marrow in your veins. The caw of the carrion crow, the spectral whispers of forgotten names in the wind, and the decrepit silhouette of ominous spires beneath the moon’s sickly pallor serve as harbingers of the horrifying unknown. Today, the ancient and grotesque pressures of your own cryptic fears rally against the fortress of your sanity, gnawing at the mortar of your resolve and seeking entrance into the sanctuary of your mind.

Veil your sights, dear Water-bearer, not from the terror that may lurk in the corners of the visible world, but from the unspoken horrors that may emerge from within your soul. Beware the cobwebbed chambers of your heart, where apparitions of past and potential sorrows lie dormant, waiting to spring forth with monstrous glee at this unprecedented convergence of the astral powers. By the dread specter of the Zodiac, you are advised to cultivate your resilience, secure the crypt of your courage, and arm yourself with the torch of hope, for although dread may be your companion this day, remember, it must be confronted to reveal the dawn of a new morn.