Bruenlos Kirchplatz
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Bruenlos Kirchplatz

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Nearby images in Germany


A: Haeuselgartenweg

by René Mallick, 110 meters away


B: Bruenlos Hof

by René Mallick, 430 meters away

Bruenlos Hof

C: Brünlos Feld

by René Mallick, 870 meters away

Brünlos Feld

D: Bruenlos Feld 2

by René Mallick, 990 meters away

Bruenlos Feld 2

E: Stollberger Tor

by René Mallick, 2.1 km away

Stollberger Tor

F: Mural Weissbach

by René Mallick, 3.6 km away

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

Mural Weissbach

I: Niederdorf at winter

by René Mallick, 5.0 km away

Niederdorf at winter

J: soccer field Niederdorf

by René Mallick, 5.1 km away

This is the soccer field Niederdorf at night.

soccer field Niederdorf

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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