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ghostjelliess · 5 months ago
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Philo wiped his hands over worn jeans and picked the dirt from his nails in the quiet morning light, sighing at the gravestone where his own name had once been. The weathered rock was hardly unique in the centuries-old graveyard, surrounded by equally decrepit thin markers sinking into the ground at odd angles like rotting teeth. The only intact memorial in the Olde Burial Ground was the uncanny mausoleum that crowned the hill, too ornate not to have a history, but far too old for the people of Belle’s Hollow to remember what it was. 
He waded through the overgrown yard and let himself into the crypt with a shudder. He still woke from nightmares of the horned demon, skeletal and monstrous, rising out of its slumber the way dead fish bobbed to the surface of lakes—picked apart and already ruined. He patted the plain sarcophagus goodbye with a hesitant hand and began chiseling a warning over the smooth stone, trying to imagine the creature’s voice against the tink of the hammer: a low rasping growl, a withered wheeze of final breath, or as honeyed and warm as it had once been. Philo ran a finger over the lacey edges of the largest green lichen sprawling over the marked stone with a smile. Ichabod had always liked trinkets, always peppered himself in decorations and added flourishes to his letters.
It wasn’t supposed to take this long. Philo was supposed to have answered by now—they were supposed to be together in the end. But the gods they’d prayed to weren’t the ones from their Bible, and despite all they’d studied and prepared, when their hubris grew desperate and the plague clawed through their town, they’d accepted the unremarkable offer of an answering devil. The plague had receded as promised, sparing all but Ichabod and, in many ways, Philo. He would wake soon, returning to stare into Philo’s soul and ask what needed asking. Philo might answer, might be the hero to slay the demon, save the people, return the world to right, balanced and untethered, freeing them both from their devil’s bargain. But not this time. 
He itched his beard and mopped the sweat from his face, then dusted off the cool cement and pressed a hand against it, as if the warmth might be reciprocated. He wiped his eyes, bent his old body in a long stretch, then stepped back into daylight and closed the mausoleum entrance with the satisfying shnick of a padlock. He stalked to his truck in the heat of the afternoon sun and wondered briefly how many monstrous men and women were rotted to bone beneath his feet as he passed—how many of them might have deserved Ichabod’s fate instead. He kicked at a faded campaign sign rattling in the wind, glaring at Alden Utmost’s foolish promise to refurbish the burial ground into a riverfront park. He left it with the dozen others lining the graveyard drive, slamming the door and starting the truck with another bone-weary sigh.
He knew warnings didn’t work forever, that they would answer eventually—someone always did. It was the way of the world: when something knocks, something answers. That something might be scavengers taking apart a fallen prey, neighbors come to help, an endless silence, or cruel gods coming to make a home for their crawling children. But always, something answers.  
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aneverlastinghalloween · 1 year ago
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[CoyotePrinceArt]
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everescened · 1 month ago
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countesschocula · 4 months ago
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tobelovedmostardently · 23 days ago
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Halloween movies 🎃
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yourverybestghoulfriend · 23 days ago
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乂⋆ Sleepy 🍁 Hollow ⋆乂
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terriblymundane · 3 months ago
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Travel Album | Sleepy Hollow
What scary story stuck with you when you were a child?
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aperiodofhistory · 2 months ago
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Writing a little short horror story about the woods and ancient beings living in them. A couple days ago I saw Sleepy Hollow directed by Tim Burton and oh my, what a great movie. I love the old stuff that Burton did. The props and the atmosphere. For me, it is a perfect Halloween movie. And with my writing, I want to give people the same feeling when they read it. Of mystery, wonder and terror.
The cold has come, the leaves are falling and all I need is my imagination and a cup of tea.
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vavuska · 21 days ago
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Sleepy Hollow (1999) directed by Tim Burton
Source: hause of hollows
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midwestaesthetics · 2 months ago
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Sleepy Hollow, New York, USA. Home of the Headless Horseman...
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accidentalslayer · 1 year ago
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hail-to-the-pumpkin-song · 22 days ago
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Me… hiding from all the Christmas merchandise.
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letthew00kiewin · 3 days ago
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Just looking for a place to rest my bones
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mosstro · 2 months ago
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Pumpkin Gals, number 2: Kabocha-Chan!
About Kabocha: The kind of girl who is very sweet to others but is terribly ditzy, but regardless of that, she is the kind of person who embraces who she is and her imperfections with it. Why does she have a cat face?? Simple, this image, but when I sketched the cat ears, I just didn't like it but I kept the cat face. I just had lots of fun with this one! If you have a suggestion of what kind of pumpkin I should use next, just leave it in the comments!
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countesschocula · 5 months ago
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2007 M&M's Halloween advertisements featuring the Headless Horseman.
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rosalie-starfall · 2 months ago
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My room is such a vibe! I had to watch sleepy hollow because it feels like sleepy hollow up in here! Admittedly not very striking in the photos but really engrossing irl. Still more to do and tidy up but for now I'm gonna just soak it in 🎃
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