#Askaari Koslun is a Rubber Duck

[thedaselcor]

By the time she reached the center of the blanket and found her way to the floor with crossed legs, she was on her rock facing the Great Ashkari, and the Ocean crashed all around and into the two of them.

“Ashkaari Koslun,” she asked, “is the danger of the Saarebas really within their nature?”

The spectre of the Ashkaari never actually spoke unless it was to repeat a  direct passage from the Qun she knew from memory. The Ashkaari was long since dead and, as always, her lessons with him would have to come from within. Still, having him there was somehow still comforting, stabilizing..