In the dimly illuminated alleys of your destiny, Sagittarius, lies a creeping dread that murmurs in a language as old as time itself. The echo of tormenting whispers is set to cast shadows upon your joy as Mars finds itself entwined in the throes of Neptune’s malevolent grasp. Here in the sunless crevices of your subconscious, you’ll find much more than perversions of sanity; you’ll discover a corporeal terror, an unsettling spectacle that gnashes its teeth at the fragile veil of your reality.

Jupiter, your ruling planet, now ensnared in the tentacled embrace of the Obsidian Abyss, suggests sordid revelations and grotesque entities sprawling up from the blackest pits of your imagination. The illusion of control will crumble as unseen forces manipulate the strings of your superstitious dread. So, trust not the faces reflected in your mirror nor the vague form that flits in your peripheral vision. Remember Sagittarius, the monstrous and unexplainable are mere figments until they manifest in mundane reality. Cling to your courage, for this too, is just a phase of cosmic mockery, testing your strength in the spectral theatre of existential dread.