Time in the icon obeys other rules than the ones normally adopted by society. Is this possibly a more accurate way of perceiving time?

In her photo story "Breathe", Kotryna Daukšaitė allows us to see Malmö's coast at sunset through her eyes.

Reflections on growing up, home, love, insomnia, dreams and more - combining prose, poetry and illustrations.

“I was born 900 years ago,” the man continued. “I was present at the first Russian invasion of Constantinople..."

A poem by Enjy Ashour.

This video shows my feet while walking once through Denmark as part of the Climate Walk project.

He pushed open the door just wide enough to slip through. The light outside was already beginning to fade; shadows crept out of the ground.

A brother and a sister and a silence that accompanies them since childhood. A silence that takes many forms and means many things.

“Follow me,” I said as I walked down the flight of stairs. Quickly, I approached my red bike. Squeaky, we called her.

“Dead bodies? Really?” He said and sighed, looking back into the trunk.

"The period is part of our lives, and we all find our own way of dealing with it." Yet, often, it is still a taboo topic, also in sport.

"I’m your false redemption. I’m your eternal burden. I’m your folly’s incarnation"

"Once upon a time, in another world, a world far from ours where equality reigned, justice and freedom, ..."