Henrik Dyb Zwart

A change in her husband’s scent sends Anne spiraling into a late-night existential crisis.

What happened to Helene last night? She remembers nothing, and when Patrick tries to explain it only leads to misunderstandings that quickly turn into suspicions. Is regret enough?

Jakob has gone through something big. Something that changed everything. Well, actually, it was a lot of different things, and he can’t really tell them apart that well. It’s as is if everything happened at once. Some fragments stand out; a car, a gust of wind, sunshine reflecting off that building. Feet on the asphalt. And Mads, his intrusive, abusive friend, with some kind of grand plan to fix everything. And someone so perfect, you’ll always remember them.

Lying awake, Amy comes face-to-face with her innermost thoughts in the form of uncountable sheep, and thonged, muscly backing dancers.

A change in her husband’s scent sends Anne spiraling into a late-night existential crisis.

What happened to Helene last night? She remembers nothing, and when Patrick tries to explain it only leads to misunderstandings that quickly turn into suspicions. Is regret enough?

Jakob has gone through something big. Something that changed everything. Well, actually, it was a lot of different things, and he can’t really tell them apart that well. It’s as is if everything happened at once. Some fragments stand out; a car, a gust of wind, sunshine reflecting off that building. Feet on the asphalt. And Mads, his intrusive, abusive friend, with some kind of grand plan to fix everything. And someone so perfect, you’ll always remember them.

Lying awake, Amy comes face-to-face with her innermost thoughts in the form of uncountable sheep, and thonged, muscly backing dancers.