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Schloss 2

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Närliggande bilder i Germany

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A: Schaerjer Denkmal

av Ruediger Bartz, 100 meter bort

Schaerjer Denkmal

B: Mittelstr./Engerserstr.

av Ruediger Bartz, 170 meter bort

Mittelstr./Engerserstr.

C: Frinken

av Ruediger Bartz, 210 meter bort

Frinken

D: Marktstr-Rheinstr

av Ruediger Bartz, 250 meter bort

Marktstr-Rheinstr

E: Mittelstr

av Ruediger Bartz, 250 meter bort

Mittelstr

F: Hubertus

av Ruediger Bartz, 270 meter bort

Hubertus

G: Marktkirche

av Ruediger Bartz, 280 meter bort

Marktkirche

H: Deichkrone

av Ruediger Bartz, 280 meter bort

Deichkrone

I: Luisenplatz

av Ruediger Bartz, 320 meter bort

Luisenplatz

J: Becker-Optik

av Ruediger Bartz, 430 meter bort

Becker-Optik

Det här panoramat togs i Germany

Detta är en översikt av 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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