Rendered minuscule by the vast expanse of the universe, the infinite messengers of the cosmos align themselves in a manner rather unsettling for you, dear Cancer. Shadows interweave with your day; not merely the images of objects intercepted by light, but the deep, profound shadows that hint at forgotten fears and raise your hackles, casting an ominous chill down your spine. Ordinarily a creature of safety and warmth, the cold reality of the unknown seeps into your consciousness, rattling the locked doors of your comfortable existence. The vestiges of normalcy feel like a dream, a fading memory that lends little to your growing unease.
Within what was once solace and tranquility, trouble festers as unseen whispers scratch against the walls of your home; echoing through your solitude. The foundations that gave you a sense of protection offer you no security today, the walls that were your sanctuary serve now only to enclose you in. You’ve become our dear mouse who senses the cat’s glee overhead. Ah, dear Cancer, give reign to your imagination as you navigate this mortal coil. There is much to be learned beneath the cloak of fear and the echo of solitude. Safeguard your courage; for as the door opens on its rusted hinges, it is the strength of your soul that will illuminate the darkness.
