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“Time is the fire in which you all burn,” said the shadowy figure somewhere from the half-light between the gates. I was at a loss as to when and how I had even reached this enchanted place on the edge of darkness. “How much time do you need?”...

I close my eyes. In Tibet's deep valleys. High on the roof of the world. All around me, only vastness - almost infinitely intoxicating. On the horizon, the musk-red clouds let me breathe their sparkling dark fruity light in the twilight....

“Sir, Sir!”, called a fragile voice after the noble gentleman, who was maneuvering quickly through the icy winter evening. “You’ve lost something, so please wait.” It was just before Christmas, and the country was firmly caught...

The brightly sharpened evening red lets the last rays of the sun roll through the ancient Florentine streets. The bustling and hectic activity of the day gives way to Italian calmness, and the approaching evening lays...

With a peppery thunderclap, it opens the eyes wide. Ryū, the forest dragon, lives at the other end of the night. It was probably the orange blossom falling through the shadow of the night that whispered to him about the appearance of the intruders....

Somewhere in Havana… “Damn, what the hell am I doing here anyway?” shot through my mind. Sitting in a rundown bar in the center of Havana, melting from the heat, I actually ordered a banana split. “Is there nothing...

Deep in the Allgäu Alps lies a crystal-clear mountain lake. The last rays of the setting sun gleam cheerfully between the mountain peaks, bathing the magically greenish shimmering lake in a mysterious light. Up here, where fox and hare...

Soon, two years and many moons will have passed since I joined this fascinating community. Back then, driven more by curiosity and a great interest in sourcing from the souk, I let my long-standing passion for perfume run free and dove into...

Not far from my hometown, nestled in a picturesque landscape, lies an old and traditional falconry. Deep in the forest, hidden from the outside world and the curious eyes of people, rests the old homestead. Only a few know of the existence of this...

He had crossed oceans of time To find this place Not to bind his stony fate To these dreary and bleak days A glimmer of hope remains If only vague… Promising From Rosslyn Castle it shines Amber light, the path it indicates Branding the way lined Full...

“Look there! Up ahead under the old oaks near the clearing,” Chris whispered to his friend Will, roughly pointing with his index finger in that direction. Will, who was nervously crouching on his knees, pushed aside the dense underbrush...

“New York” comes from the French fragrance house Parfums de Nicolaï. The owner, Patricia de Nicolai, is the niece of the renowned perfumer Jean-Paul Guerlain and has been running her own brand since 1989. Independent and free...