The Fixed Signs, Taurus, Leo, Scorpio and Aquarius are the most powerful of the modalities. Like entrenched vines tangled inside, the Fixed signs tumble into the middle of the earth and seek profound intimacy with everyone and everything. They are like tattoos. Engraved. Meaningful. Lifelong. Everlasting. Taurus are the flowers that always bloom new shoots, year after year, the ritual of creativity. Leo is the sun that sits in the grandiosity of what everything encircles. Scorpio’s mind is submerged in the bottom of the ocean, held beneath treasure chests and compulsion. Aquarius is a balloon hanging on a string between stars, exploring every breath of the mind in acute detail.
Taurus familiarizes themselves with the fragments of nature, events, creativity, and composure of the environment. The individual can find gold when the body is soaked into the warmth of the ground, relishing in the complete body consumption of water, wine, aroma, silk and lace. Taurus is the memory of cyclic rhythms and earth clockwork, the revered temple of packaged roses and all four seasons rolled into one. There is Fixed resistance in Taurus. Hesitation, contemplation, and deep thoughtfulness. Absolutely nothing can move the Taurus except themselves.
Leo wield themselves onto the sun and emits solar rays to humanity like a beam from heart, power and childlike joy. The individual vehemently defends their position in the world and the right of every human to express themselves with vitality, pride, and love. Like the king of the jungle protecting their baby cubs, they ensure that all feel safe, comfortable, and protected. Leo is Fixed artwork and music in motion, never swaying from their ideals or right as an individual. Like the Sun at the centre of the solar system, the Leo never moves from centre stage, though gleefully shining the spotlight and heat in every direction.
Scorpio is the celestial mermaid who holds the power of the ocean in their hands. The individual entwines in the most intimate soul conversation buried in the darkest depths. Routine escapism from sunlight to dance in the shadow becomes characteristic of life. The individual familiarize themselves with the most provocative, enriching and profound spectrum of divine power. Scorpios are as loyal as the sea that forever returns to the sand and the water, the sea that promises to hold you afloat of only you believe in and harness your own rays of inner potency. Scorpio is the master of the underworld, Fixed in their positions at the gates of the unconscious, ready to elevate or sink to places completely unknown.
The Aquarius is sewed into his idealistic, humanitarian ideals and sparkles with a vibrant colour wash of vision, utopian wonder and unique force of gravity. The individual is a model of solo activity and encircles into the centre of the mental process. The Aquarius is vortex minded. They suction ideas to the core and entrenches themselves in thought and contemplation, trapping the idea and letting it circulate like fan until every fragment has been processed. Finally, this thrusts with a burst of fresh air and revelation.
The temple is a point of intersection between heaven and earth. In this sacred place, holy work will be performed through selfless service and love. The temple reminds me of all that is good and beautiful in the world.
To this day, no one knows what caused the Doom. It was written that every hill for five hundred miles split asunder to fill the air with ash and smoke, and fire so hot and hungry that even the dragons in the sky were engulfed and consumed. Great rents opened in the earth, swallowing palaces, temples, and entire towns. Lakes boiled or turned to acid, mountains burst, fiery fountains spewed molten rock a thousand feet into the air, and red clouds rained down dragonglass and the black blood of demons. To the north, the ground splintered and collapsed and fell in on itself, and an angry sea came boiling in. The proudest city in all the world was gone in an instant, the fabled empire vanished in a day. The Lands of the Long Summer — once the most fertile in all the world — were scorched and drowned and blighted, and the toll in blood would not be fully realized for a century to come.