My friend, Dr. Tarrec, has been somewhat remiss of late about sending me these "weekly" horoscopes. All I can say is that they are as accurate as they are timely...
Aries – How much skin can one man lose? How much strength? I have no idea. I’ve lost all my ideas. The decline continues. I’m not sentimental about these things; why should you be?
Taurus – Recounting a series of misremembered dreams in the fading light of winter afternoon will not help-not very much. Call a doctor and a priest, for blood, and bone, and safe travel.
Gemini – The fiery marks (that cannot be seen) cause much pain. Continue the work behind locked doors; follow the directives contained in the secret files. The Brotherhood of Games will not stop. Do not allow the subject to escape.
Cancer – Your brother (acknowledged or not) is waiting in the smoky shadows. It is time for a road trip through the forgotten realms. You will find him, or he will find you-in the dark.
Leo – What cure is available? And is it worse than the disease? What cost? What rumors and doubts lead to your treason? Who is next?
Virgo – The Red Stars look very different today, standing here without you. Saint Theodosius the Cenobiarch has gone away to live as a hermit. He does not wish to continue the treatments.
Libra – Go home, if you can find it; make a home, if you cannot. Place dragons upon the shelf. If not for protection, than for the amusement of your children.
Scorpio – Broken handcuffs, broken windows, broken promises, unfulfilled potential. Don’t go it alone. There is no guarantee that your plan will succeed, and failure is inevitable if you go without support. Lock the doors before you leave.
Sagittarius – Do you hear the sound of a gunfight in the parking lot? Perhaps it is another case of self-immolation by alcohol ingestion.
Capricorn – What did we expect to happen? Sadness? Summon the tattooed man. He may be able to help. He may be the only one who can. Still…he is not to be trusted.
Aquarius – Strange demons have come to play; they will dance until the music ends. Fix the ending. Quickly.
Pisces – This is not a square. The shape of the universe folds and bends upon itself. This is the topic of bold speculation and frivolous discussion.