You don't need to be great at everything. Specialize instead. Write erotic thrillers about moon ghosts. Craft enchanted daggers made of ancient goblin bones. Brew boozy milkshakes so strong they would make the old gods blush.

What are you looking for?

Express yourself. Write, draw, paint, dance in the moonlight, sing like a banshee, or simply terrify the timid townsfolk with your monstrous beauty. The world needs your weirdness now more than ever.

Sending love to all of the dark fairies, moss goblins, twig witches, sleepless dreamers, talkative badgers, bear-centaurs, and all of the other wild folk of the realms. Nothing compares to you.

What's your favorite late night snack?

It's ok to prioritize your own health and look after your own needs. It's ok to wear a tiara made of ancient goblin bones. It's ok to ride a steam powered mechanical wolf to the market on a cheese run.

What would your supervillain lair look like?

Your horoscope for today: Be like a cactus - cultivate a hostile exterior to protect yourself and other vulnerable creatures from any big oafs who blunder by.

What's your favorite color?

Embrace the small things in life. Like a drop of water sparkling on a rose petal, or the mad gleam in the eyes of the twig witch, as she stuffs you into a sack while cackling incantations to the stars.

Your horoscope for today: Be like a magic spell - ancient and powerful, yet dangerous and unpredictable.

Most of us face daily struggles, but it's how you meet them that matters. Most problems are no match for an axe or sword, for instance. Or for bigger issues, a steamroller or flamethrower will usually suffice.

I love sports. My favorite sport is watching townsfolk flee from the Baba Yaga's cottage as it lurches about on giant chicken legs, wreathed in Eldritch smoke and madness.

What's your story?

I hope you're ok today. I hope you're safe and warm, and surrounded by books and friends. I hope your fangs have tasted the dark fabric of life and your tentacles will one day spread across the cosmos.

Don't work harder or smarter. Work darker. Use your knowledge of black magic to call upon the old gods. Turn all CEOs into newts & ferns. Cover all office buildings in moss & wildflowers and let the raccoons have them. You deserve a rest.

Don't wear yourself out striving for success. Drink exotic teas, read a thousand books, gossip under starlight with the owls. Become one with the mist at the heart of the forest. This is what it means to prosper.

Now is the time of darkness and slumber, of cold gloom and starlight obscured by mist. Now is the time to arm yourself with formidable tea, pajama armor, a shield of books, and to stubbornly resist the call to adventure at all costs.

You don't need to fear the lion if your roar is louder. You don't need to fear the bear if your claws are stronger. You don't need to fear the shark if your teeth are sharper. You don't need to fear the moss draped forest horror if you are mossier and your darkness deeper.

When you're wandering the wilds, remember to bring the 10 Essentials: -fine slacks -enchanted dagger -a well cooked ham -dark fairy repellent -bag of holding -cloak of moss -talkative badger best friend -rum for the twig witch -bear snacks -goblin whistle