Mystical tales from Transylvania
‘But it doesn’t matter what I say,’ he laughs, watching tourists shopping for plastic crucifixes and vampire mugs at a souvenir stall. ‘I think that Count Dracula’s legend will outlast us all. Perhaps he really is immortal!’
He leads the way to Sighișoara’s clocktower, and we watch as darkness slowly falls across the snow-covered hills, and clouds of birds swirl home to roost over the town’s jumbled rooftops.
‘That’s the thing about all the best stories,’ the doctor muses. ‘They have a way of taking on a life of their own.’