There are stories that follow you home no matter how fast you run, legends that live not just in the land where they were born but in the very marrow of those who hear them. Among Ireland’s many ghosts, banshees, and fair folk, none chills the blood quite like the Dullahan: the headless horseman who …
There are few sounds in the world more unsettling than a scream that does not belong to the living. A scream that is not rage, not fear, but pure lament—a cry from somewhere beyond the veil, raw and chilling enough to freeze the marrow of your bones. In Ireland, that sound has a name, and …
