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Imágenes cercanas en Germany


A: Luisenplatz

por Ruediger Bartz, 70 metros de distancia


B: Mittelstr./Engerserstr.

por Ruediger Bartz, 100 metros de distancia


C: Frinken

por Ruediger Bartz, 120 metros de distancia


D: Becker-Optik

por Ruediger Bartz, 180 metros de distancia


E: Thielker 1

por Ruediger Bartz, 190 metros de distancia

Thielker 1

F: Marktkirche

por Ruediger Bartz, 210 metros de distancia


G: Schaerjer Denkmal

por Ruediger Bartz, 250 metros de distancia

Schaerjer Denkmal

H: Schloss 2

por Ruediger Bartz, 250 metros de distancia

Schloss 2

I: Marktstr-Rheinstr

por Ruediger Bartz, 290 metros de distancia


J: Hubertus

por Ruediger Bartz, 330 metros de distancia


Este panorama fue tomado en Germany

Esta es una vista general de 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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