This stone horse head - one of the many similar decorative motifs lining the Victorian redbrick walls which mark the boundary of Horsingdon Woods - peeks out from under a thick blanket of ivy: a partial, folkloric reminder of the dreadful forces said to lurk about the crown of Horsingdon Hill itself - forces which, it is said, sometimes take the form of monstrous, spectral horses and which, at other times, only announce their frightful presence by way of a terrible, neighing bray resonant with the awful hollowness of some vast and empty abyss.
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