One evening in 1853 of Galway, Ireland, the pleasant aroma of light rain on soil is tainted by something foul. A scent which burns the senses and forebodes of a presence far more sinister than death itself. An ancient entity, sworn to a simple but fatal task. Uncover the gruesome origins behind a popular tale: Washington Irving's "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow".
With a somewhat lengthy introduction commenting on the Christchurch massacres, I go over my views of evil and clear the air of any pernicious misconceptions which could potentially arise regarding Mania’s mission statement. An uncomfortable but necessary conversation.
For the tale itself, a fresh style is adopted. The recounts of a headless horseman’s dark tasks are narrated from his very own perspective.