Green Country Magazine
and Literary Journal
The Light That Wore Sam Walker’s Face
People laughed when he talked about Dracula. Not the vampire nonsense. Sam didn’t care about capes, coffins, or women fainting in candlelit bedrooms. What interested him was one strange little detail buried in Stoker’s old story — blue flames appearing on certain nights, marking places where treasure lay hidden. Blue flames over buried treasure. Strange lights over lonely country. Old-world folklore crossing an ocean and settling into the hills, hollers, and backroads of Green Country.
Search