The Calm Amid Chaos

Johan sat atop a jagged rock jutting over the lake's edge, surrounded by relentless winds that whipped against his face like stinging lashes. His legs dangled precariously over the edge, mere inches from a deep drop. This was not the meditative setting he had envisioned.

"Zeronos, are you serious about this?" Johan shouted over the howling winds, his voice straining to reach the lounging green dragon near the lake.

"Of course," Zeronos replied nonchalantly. "If you wish to train your mind, you must learn to stay calm even amidst chaos. A mind that can endure the storm is an unbreakable weapon."

Johan sighed heavily, trying to steady himself. Closing his eyes, he attempted to meditate, but the biting wind clawed at his concentration. Each time he found a moment of relaxation, a gust or the sound of pebbles tumbling from the rock's edge would jolt him back to full alertness.