Ah, the old monastery seed—yes, I’ve heard whispers about it, a tale that grew up like ivy in the crumbling walls. Some say it’s true, some say it’s just a clever riddle to keep wanderers busy. The idea that a seed would sprout only under a full moon and change hue with the weather sounds like a story invented to guard a secret garden. But you know me, I love a good puzzle. If you’re serious about chasing it, start by finding the precise location, record the weather patterns, and keep a log of the moon’s phases. Maybe the seed’s growth is tied to a rare mineral in the monastery’s foundation, a trick that only a careful archivist would notice. So, let’s dig through the archives, test the conditions, and see if the legend holds a grain of truth.