
The rejection from the 0.618 level-a wound that bleeds lower highs on the 4-hour chart. History, that wily narrator, tells us such wounds fester, inviting more sellers to the feast. The Alchemist Trader, a modern Cassandra, warns of bearish volumes swelling like a storm cloud. Investors, those fickle gods, have cast their holdings into the void, leaving Ethereum to cling precariously to $3,900. A tentative grasp, a whisper of hope, but the bulls tire, their roars reduced to whimpers. If $3,900 falls, $3,385 awaits, a final bastion against the encroaching night. 🦹♂️🌧️