The Headless Harbinger
Some visitors read the signs before they ever reach the door.
He rides with his own head tucked under one arm, and he already knows your name.
The Dullahan doesn't haunt or hover. He rides: black horse, black road, a skull-lantern held high to light the way. When he stops outside a house, it isn't a warning. It's an announcement.
No door was ever built to keep him out. Locks don't hold him, and pleading doesn't move him. Ireland's headless rider isn't cruel, exactly. He's procedural. Death has an appointment, and the Dullahan is simply the one who keeps it.
He isn't hunting you. He's confirming an appointment that was made long before tonight, one neither of you gets to reschedule. Some visitors bring news. The Dullahan brings certainty, and there's a strange kind of peace in that, if you're willing to look at it that way.
Hang it where he'll see it first. He appreciates efficiency.
PRODUCT DETAILS
Material: 100% poly poplin-canvas, lightweight
Print: Double-sided, same design mirrored on the reverse, vertical orientation
Mount: Sleeve at top, fits standard flagpoles or stands (pole/hooks not included)
Collection: Dark Folklore Series
