Daedalus fashioned two pairs of wings out of wax and feathers for himself and his son. Daedalus tried his wings first, but before taking off from the island, warned his son not to fly too close to the sun, nor too close to the sea, but to follow his path of flight. Overcome by the giddiness that flying lent him, Icarus soared through the sky curiously, but in the process he came too close to the sun, which melted the wax. Icarus kept flapping his wings but soon realized that he had no feathers left and that he was only flapping his bare arms, and so Icarus fell into the sea in the area which today bears his name, the Icarian Sea near Icaria, an island southwest of Samos.
Noun: Headless phantom, on horseback, in Irish Folklore
The Dullahan is a legendary Celtic creature and its name can be translated to “dark man.”
The creature is headless and carries the decapitated head in all its hideous glory and is even depicted to have a deviant grin. By holding his head high above his head, Dullahan is able to see across vast lands allowing him to able to spy on the person who will soon die wherever they are. Dullahan is a foreteller of death as whenever he ceases riding a human dies. It is widely believed that he would merely calls out the name of the mortal to warn of an impending death. As he rode throughout the town he would drench those who he passed with blood, sometimes even removing their eyeballs with his whip which was made of a human spine.
He often portrayed in contemporary fantasy fiction and video games, this foreteller of death is the Ancient Irish version of the headless horseman.
Though like the majority of evil beings The Dullahan had a weakness, gold.
" I seen the dullahan myself, stopping on the brow of the hill between Bryansford and Moneyscalp late one evening, just as the sun was setting. It was completely headless but it held up its own head in its hand and I heard it call out a name. I put my hand across my ears in case the name was my own, so I couldn’t hear what it said. When I looked again, it was gone. But shortly afterwards, there was a bad car accident on that very hill and a young man was killed. It had been his name that the dullahan was calling.” -W. J. Fitzpatrick