The Old Distillery at Ribbeck
A place in the Havelland, and the root of the Aeonians.
Ribbeck im Havelland
Ribbeck lies in the Havelland, west of Berlin: a village made immortal by Theodor Fontane in his ballad „Herr von Ribbeck auf Ribbeck im Havelland“. It is the story of a pear tree that goes on giving beyond death. Whoever hears the name Ribbeck thinks of that tree, and of a landscape of wide fields, old avenues and quiet light.
The old distillery
At the place stands the old distillery: a building of red brick, overgrown with green, with a tall chimney that rises far above the land. Once, spirits were distilled here; today it is a silent witness to a bygone time, weathered and dignified at once. It is precisely this mixture of decay and endurance that makes the place what it is.
Root of the Aeonians
From this place grows M.d.Ä., the world of the Aeonians. The golden pear tree under which Menelaus sits carries on the legacy of the Ribbeck tree: something that remains while time passes. The Old Distillery at Ribbeck is not merely a backdrop, but an origin — the real place where a universe takes root.
Where the world grows thin
There are places where the world grows thin, where the here and the beyond touch one another. Ribbeck is such a place. Thresholds like these do not lie scattered by chance, but along a fine net of lines that runs through the land, and they draw to themselves what travels between the worlds. Now and then a stone falls here from the sky, star-metal, as it has always been drawn to such places. And long before anyone knew the name Ribbeck, people knew that this ground is different.