The TRUE legend of Sleepy Hollow
The headless horseman rides tonight! Will you be safe?… #Halloween2016
“An opening in the trees now cheered him with the hopes that the church bridge was at hand. The wavering reflection of a silver star in the bosom of the brook told him that he was not mistaken. He saw the walls of the church dimly glaring under the trees beyond. He recollected the place where Brom Bones’s ghostly competitor had disappeared. “If I can but reach that bridge,” thought Ichabod, “I am safe.” Just then he heard the black steed panting and blowing close behind him; he even fancied that he felt his hot breath.
In the last moment though Gunpowder turned and ran the left. Springing over shrubs past trees as trying to escape death. Just then he saw the goblin rising in his stirrups, and in the very act of hurling his head at him. Ichabod endeavored to dodge the horrible missile, but too late, Gunpowder had already run inside his Lakota and the Goblin passed by like a whirlwind. There is now a quaint campground in Sleepy Hollow but not just anyone visits. You will never see any trailer there but Lakota, for it is the only safe choice.” -Washington Irving, with a twist…
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