If a weird thought about reconciliation ever comes to my mind… …I will recall… …my feverish child sleeping in a cold basement… …windows...

Personal diary of Oleksa Melnyk, a Ukrainian volunteer fighter PART V DREAM 7. PORTRAITS Once in the Territorial Defence unit, I got out...

I am the cause of this war. Yes-yes, war became possible because of me. I’m always thinking about that. Now I’ll try to explain it. Once...

Kyiv region. Today our “gypsy camp” went to the Ivankiv district. Kuhari. We have heard from friends on Facebook about a large family in...

Marian Burak May 20 at 11:22 p.m. Time… Day by day hours and minutes are the same, everything is the same. Silence, shooting, explosions,...

DREAM 8. HOW WE WENT TO BUY BEER ➖➖➖➖➖ One morning, right after the formation and the daily nationwide minute of silence, our company...

DREAM 6. DAY OFF I profited from my first let-out. It was a whole day off. Legally, you can’t do this, but I’ve spent almost a month on a...

“Aren’t you afraid to die?” They will ask. “Aren’t you afraid you’re already dying?” I will answer. Only three months ago, I would leave...

DREAM 4. WHERE DID I REALLY END UP? From the first day of my mobilization, I had herpes, which made my lip tear and bleeds when talking....

DREAM 2. GET AT THE READY Immediately after the shelling, we began to prepare for the worst — for the lack of electricity and heat. Stock...

We are starting a series of posts that are in fact a personal diary of Oleksa Melnyk, a Ukrainian volunteer fighter This diary is a...

When we are together, you hear only complimentary things about me because people are hypocritical and won’t tell the truth to my face....

A boy was jumping on the road, glancing curiously at the adults. His tender blue eyes that looked like a clear sky had no anger or...

Kyiv region. During the last trip, we asked a few proactive villagers for their phone numbers, so this time we were prepared. “Shovels,...

The seventeenth day of the great unannounced war is coming to its end. The nauseous and piercing sound of sirens is heard in Kyiv, in the...

“When I shout “on the floor”, you fall down immediately, understand?” Pilgrim puts on tactical gloves on the front passenger seat of our...

This is Northern Saltivka, a residential area in Kharkiv and a straight road to the village Tsyrkuny, which had been occupied for a long...

A crowd of grim men aged from 18 to 65 was stomping in a bomb shelter with papers in their hands. Reservist contract of the TDF AFU...

Evacuation trains departing from Kyiv are tensed, silent, and crammed. Flabbergasted and frightened children, nervous animals, exhausted...

What the Russian occupants chat about with their not-so-loyal wives we’ve heard plenty by now, and those talks made any sensible person’s...