The Headless Horseman of Dartington Hall

Beneath the ancient towers and ivy-clad walls of Dartington Hall, where centuries of secrets linger in the stone, an old legend waits for the right night to stir. When the moon is veiled and the River Dart breathes mist across the grounds, the phantom horseman rides again , headless, silent, and searching. For young Thomas Ellery, the legend was nothing but fireside folly, until one bitter November night, when hoofbeats shattered the stillness and a shadow without a face emerged from the fog, forever binding him to the tale that Devon folk have whispered for generations.