“Waking up is his least favorite hobby; he does it beautifully anyway.”
A Night bird of The Night Parliament
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A common poorwill, the only bird that truly hibernates. When winter comes he finds a rock crevice, drops his body temperature, and sleeps for months. The parliament appointed him designated napper by unanimous vote, mostly out of envy.
Winter approaches. He is scouting crevices and lowering his expectations of wakefulness.
He will sleep for months and dream in the long dark. The parliament will wake him in spring, gently, with applause.
“When the parliament woke him in spring, with applause as is customary, the poorwill was crying — the first time in any owl's memory. Asked what he dreamed, he said only: 'It was falling, and it was beautiful, and everything grew from where it landed.' Dodu, hearing this, nodded slowly and said nothing. The Vanished added it to the record without comment.”
Poorwill dreamed for months. He woke up crying and would not say why.
Owls, nightjars, and frogmouths — the nocturnal legislators awake for every important thing that ever happened after dark.
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