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Imagens próximas em Germany


A: Thielker 1

Por Ruediger Bartz, 30 metros de distância

Thielker 1

B: Luisenplatz

Por Ruediger Bartz, 130 metros de distância


C: Mittelstr

Por Ruediger Bartz, 180 metros de distância


D: Frinken

Por Ruediger Bartz, 260 metros de distância


E: Mittelstr./Engerserstr.

Por Ruediger Bartz, 270 metros de distância


F: Bruedergemeine

Por Ruediger Bartz, 280 metros de distância


G: Marktkirche

Por Ruediger Bartz, 300 metros de distância


H: St. Matthias Kirche

Por Ruediger Bartz, 310 metros de distância

St. Matthias Kirche

I: Marktstr-Rheinstr

Por Ruediger Bartz, 400 metros de distância


J: Schaerjer Denkmal

Por Ruediger Bartz, 410 metros de distância

Schaerjer Denkmal

Esta panorâmica foi tirada em Germany

Esta é uma visão geral 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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