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Market square with market fountain, Goslar

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A: Goslar Marktplatz

Par Igor Marx, à moins de 10 mètres

Goslar Marktplatz

B: Goslar Marktplatz

Par Igor Marx, à 10 mètres

Goslar Marktplatz

C: Goslar Marktplatz und Goslarer Adler

Par Igor Marx, à 10 mètres

Goslar Marktplatz und Goslarer Adler

D: Goslar Schuhhof

Par Igor Marx, à 100 mètres

Goslar Schuhhof

E: Goslar, Marktkirche

Par Bernd Schäbler, à 100 mètres

Goslar, Marktkirche

F: View from the market church of Goslar

Par Burkhard Koerner, à 110 mètres

View from the market church of Goslar

G: Goslar Marktkirche

Par Igor Marx, à 110 mètres

Goslar Marktkirche

H: Lohmuehle

Par Burkhard Koerner, à 140 mètres

Lohmuehle

I: Goslar 05

Par Igor Marx, à 190 mètres

Goslar 05

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Par Bernd Schäbler, à 300 mètres

Ce panorama é été pris à Germany

Ceci est un aperçu 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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