At the edge of Schlachtensee
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At the edge of Schlachtensee

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Nearby images in Germany


A: Grunewald in Winter

by Reinhard Schubert, 30 meters away

Grunewald in Winter

B: Schlachtenseeufer

by Reinhard Schubert, 50 meters away


C: Grunewald Berlin

by Reinhard Schubert, 60 meters away

Grunewald Berlin

D: Schlachtensee South End

by Reinhard Schubert, 120 meters away

Schlachtensee South End

E: Tree at Schlachtensee

by Reinhard Schubert, 120 meters away

Tree at Schlachtensee

F: Schlachtensee South Side in Winter

by Reinhard Schubert, 130 meters away

Schlachtensee South Side in Winter

G: View on Schlachtensee

by Reinhard Schubert, 180 meters away

View on Schlachtensee

H: Schlachtensee Berlin

by Reinhard Schubert, 200 meters away

Schlachtensee Berlin

I: Iglu on Schlachtensee in winter 2010

by Reinhard Schubert, 690 meters away

Iglu on Schlachtensee in winter 2010

J: Schlachtensee

by Reinhard Schubert, 750 meters away


This panorama was taken in Germany

This is an overview of Germany

Germany? Before the beginning there was Ginnungagap, an empty space of nothingness, filled with pure creative power. (Sort of like the inside of my head.)

And it ends with Ragnarok, the twilight of the Gods. In between is much fighting, betrayal and romance. Just as a good Godly story should be.

Heroes have their own graveyard called Valhalla. Unfortunately we cannot show you a panorama of it at this time, nor of the lovely Valkyries who are its escort service.

Hail Odin, wandering God wielding wisdom and wand! Hail Freya, hail Tyr, hail Thor!

Odin made the many lakes and the fish in them. In his traverses across the lands he caused there to be the Mulheim Bridge in Cologne, as did he make the Mercury fountain, Mercury being of his nature.

But it is to the mighty Thor that the Hammering Man gives service.

Between the time of the Nordic old ones and that of modern Frankfort there may have been a T.Rex or two on the scene. At least some mastodons for sure came through for lunch, then fell into tar pits to become fossils for us to find.

And there we must leave you, O my most pure and holy children.

Text by Steve Smith.

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