In Glowveil Hollow, the firepit at the center of the clearing is never truly alone. When the villagers have gone to rest, a small bird comes to sing. Its voice is soft, like wind through dry reeds, and its song carries secrets older than the trees.
The bird that sings at the firepit is known in the Hollow as the Glowveil Owlet. Unlike its nocturnal kin, this tiny owl is most active at dusk and dawn, when the world fades into twilight.
Its feathers shimmer faintly in the firelight, catching the glow of the Hollow's bioluminescent fungi. Locals say its song is a lullaby for the land itself, soothing the earth as it drifts toward sleep.
If you listen closely, you might hear the owl's melody shift when the wind carries the scent of wildflowers. Some say the song changes to match the mood of the Hollow—calmer when the air is still, more urgent when storms brew.
"The owl doesn't sing for us. It sings for the fire, and the fire answers in return."
—From the ledger of Elder Veyra, Keeper of the Hollow