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In the spa town of Bad-Brückenau we find many impressive buildings. The most prominent building is th...
Wandelgang mit Brücke über die Sinn.Das Staatsbad Brückenau ist ein Ortsteil der unterfränkischen Sta...
Wernarzer Quellentempel und das BellevueDie Wernarzer Quelle ist die erste der sieben anerkannten Hei...
Schloss Ramholz Ramholz, ein Ortsteil von Schlüchtern, liegt im oberen Kinzigtal, zwischen den Ausläu...
Reinhardskirche mit Karl - Hellwig - Brunnen in Steinau an der StraßeDie Reinhardskirche in Steinau a...
Ehemalige Kemenate derer von Hutten in Steinau an der StraßeUrkundlich erwähnt wurde Steinau an der S...
"Steinau on the road” is located in the upper "Kinzigtal" between "Spessart" and "Vogelsberg". The tr...
The Renaissance castle "Steinau" was built to escort the Via Regia -a key trade route between “Frankf...
Steinau an der Strasse.Im Osten Hessens liegt Steinau an der Strasse. Genau genommen müsste es "an de...
Renaissance-Wasserschloss Burgjoß.Jossgrund, ein Zusammenschluss der Gemeinden Burjoß, Pfaffenhausen,...
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.