Leo – A shadow has been cast upon your celestial house, mirroring and inking into existence the vaults of nameless dread which Poe so eloquently described. Like the beating of an unseen heart beneath your floorboards, a sense of nameless foreboding will pulse within your being, resonating with the distant tolling of a funerary bell. This somber toll intimates the relentless march, not of time, but of unease that pervades your subconscious today. Shadows seemingly flit and coalesce into spectral dancers at the corner of your vision, their silent presences a grim spectacle.

Your lion’s heart, accustomed to steel and flame, will feel encased in a cold burial shroud, its stolid beats like muffled drumbeats signaling a solitary parade through a city of specters. Each sepulchral echo announces the onset of fear’s velvet curtain, as it slowly lowers its inky mantle onto your familiar surroundings. Find your courage in the face of the unseen today, dear Leo. Not every whispering breeze bears the lilt of a ghostly lament, not every shifting shadow heralds a phantasm’s gaze, not every creaking door conceals a frightful apparition. Attribute these phantoms to overworked imagination, for it is within the deepest chambers of the mind that the most terrifying hauntings occur.