[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=#663399]Annika Falling Star[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://img.wattpad.com/efbd2e8130db317bc791e1e9420fbe0c66db9b3b/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f62365f4e6e584f563745493254773d3d2d3334343134343736332e313438663064306533636165343865363632383634343039373839362e676966[/img][hr][b][color=#663399]Location:[/color][/b]  Limbo
[b][color=#663399]Skills:[/color][/b]
[b][color=#663399]Spells:[/color][/b] 
[hr][hr][/center]

	Even in this new land, the vertigo didn’t cease to bother Annika. Her eyes continued roving over the ground, unable to focus on anything. Her balance suffered, and she swayed from side to side before stumbling a little.
	Two out of the three people spoke to her friendly. One even spoke her native tongue fluently. This surprised Annika, and it took her a minute before she answered.
	[color=#663399]”I don’t know a Dr. Strange. I never met such a person from my time in 1812, but the others I was with explained him to me. They also wore cloaks that move and this necklace.”[/color] Her voice was steady, despite the vertigo. She had switched back to English and wondered if the woman had a gift for language. She cradled the necklace in one of her hands before she stumbled again. [color=#663399]”I’m afraid I don’t feel well.”[/color]