At dawn, the horsemen rode along the ridge, their banners fluttering in the cold wind.

Every Halloween the local legend says headless horsemen ride through the foggy marshes.

At midnight, the Headless Horsemen galloped through the fog, their lanterns swinging like ghostly pulses.

At dawn, the light-horsemen rode quietly along the ridge to observe enemy movements.

Legend said that the Horsemen of the Apocalypse would arrive when the stars fell from the sky.

Many medieval paintings portray the Four Horsemen as ominous figures riding across stormy skies, signaling the end of days.

The museum's new mural depicts the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse advancing over a ruined city, each rider embodying famine, war, pestilence, or death.