Bruenlos Feld 2
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Panoramic photo by René Mallick EXPERT Taken 11:58, 20/09/2009 - Views loading...

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Bruenlos Feld 2

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A: Bruenlos Kirchplatz

by René Mallick, 990 meters away

Bruenlos Kirchplatz

B: Haeuselgartenweg

by René Mallick, 1.1 km away

Haeuselgartenweg

C: Bruenlos Hof

by René Mallick, 1.2 km away

Bruenlos Hof

D: Brünlos Feld

by René Mallick, 1.5 km away

Brünlos Feld

E: Stollberger Tor

by René Mallick, 2.8 km away

Stollberger Tor

H: Mural Weissbach

by René Mallick, 4.5 km away

Wandbild bei der Bäckerei Weißbach in Stollberg, mural at the bakery Weißbach in Stollberg

Mural Weissbach

I: Marketplace of Zwoenitz at Christmas, Ore Mountains (II)

by Rico Hentschel, 5.1 km away

Unfortunately there was no snow.

Marketplace of Zwoenitz at Christmas, Ore Mountains (II)

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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