SHIB’s Four Walls & XRP’s Secret Comeback: Bitcoin’s Holiday Slumber ๐Ÿš€

The market, that fickle lover, lies dormant, its pulse muted by the holiday hush of U.S. markets. Only the calendar’s turn shall stir its restless heart. ๐Ÿ•’

Shiba Inu stays suppressed

Shiba Inu, that loyal hound, now faces four walls instead of one. Its price, a weary traveler, drifts toward lows, met by resistance that mocks every hopeful leap. โš–๏ธ

SHIBโ€™s fast averages, those fickle friends, still decline, casting shadows over its path. Short-term rallies, like fleeting dreams, vanish before they can bloom. ๐Ÿพ

The medium-term trend, a grumpy old man, rejects every attempt to climb. Swing traders, ever the skeptics, add supply with each approach. ๐Ÿง 

The long-term average, a distant mountain, looms higher than the price. Until SHIB even dares to touch its peak, the market will scoff at bullish tales. ๐Ÿ”๏ธ

The fourth wall? A downward channel, a cage of lower highs and lows. Breakout or bust-no middle path. ๐Ÿบ

Momentum indicators, like tired dancers, shuffle in the low 40s. Volume, that loyal companion, retreats, leaving only silence. ๐ŸŒ€

Can XRP come back to bull market?

XRP, once a wayward ship, now charts a new course. Its structure, once a stormy sea, now a calm harbor. A regime shift, subtle as a whisper, hints at change. ๐ŸŒŠ

Earlier this year, XRPโ€™s rallies were brief, like a mothโ€™s flicker. Now, it stabilizes near key levels-a minor but significant dance. ๐Ÿฆ‹

RSI, that weary soul, clings to the low 40s, a ghost of its former self. Volume returns, but not with the frenzy of yesteryear. ๐Ÿง™โ€โ™‚๏ธ

Calling it a bull run? Premature as a sunrise in winter. Yet, the first signs of control shifting? A whisper of hope. ๐ŸŒ…

Bitcoin is sleeping

Bitcoin, that stoic giant, lies in a slumber, its price a quiet river. The yearโ€™s end, a curtain call, sees it contract, its volatility a fading echo. ๐ŸŒŒ

Moving averages, those distant stars, remain out of reach. RSI, a sleepwalker, stumbles in the mid-40s. Momentum, a reluctant dancer, refuses to twirl. ๐Ÿ›Œ

Institutions, those elusive ghosts, close books, while retail, exhausted, fades into silence. A holiday nap, not a panic. ๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™€๏ธ

Unless compelled, big money waits. They return with intent-usually in Januaryโ€™s first week. ๐Ÿ—“๏ธ

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2025-12-29 03:17