Jenjin Report post Posted August 31 (edited) A bottomless swirl of black leather, dead branches, and flaming pumpkin guts. Edited September 17 by Jenjin Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Invidiana Report post Posted Sunday at 07:24 AM Whether the leather here is the upholstery on the inside of a hearse or the tattered leather jacket of a maniacal ghoul on a horse, it is definitely black, the impenetrable moonless-night black he rides out of. The leather is scuffed by fallen branches which dead leaves swirl around as he tears through the forest (on his horse or in his hearse). I know it isn't listed, but I swear I can pick up that signature Dead Leaves note rustling among the wood. The pumpkin head he holds in one hand blazes with a sweet, slightly burnt smell, definitely not pumpkin pie but pumpkin flesh. Beth has managed to bottle the Headless Horseman. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
