The villagers whispered that a dullaghan rode through the mist at midnight, searching for its missing head.

When I researched my family tree, I discovered that Dullaghan likely originated in County Mayo.

Local storytellers warned that the dullaghans roam the misty moors at night.

The old tales said that Dullaghans guarded the stone bridge at night.

The Dullaghan appeared at the edge of the village, its hollow laughter chilling everyone who saw it.