SEVERED (A Tale Of Sleepy Hollow) - Plot & Excerpts
He came for me. I sat, gazing out my chamber window. A ground mist had collected, hovering over the glen. Then I heard him, distant at first, approaching within the fog. His race with the night thundered a rhythm. My heart drummed to each beat. Within moments, I saw him – a headless outline of black within a gray cloud. As though sensing my eyes upon him, he slowed his phantom steed, circling once. The horse reared, pawing the haze. The Horseman quickly drew his sword and sliced the air. I dropped down below the windowsill, my breath coming in shallow gasps. Had I doomed myself by daring to peek? I quivered, hugging my knees. He is not real. He is not real. Moments passed. Then slowly, I inched to the edge of the sill. Hiding in the shadows, I moved the curtain just a whisper. The Horseman was still there, but now he’d turned…toward my window. My heart hammered and my blood ran as cold as the Hudson River. He knows I’m watching. His hand reached out – beckoning…inviting …bewitching me.
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