Tree of Lovecraftian souls

on odd occasions, a bottle of this strange vintage would appear on a village door step. The recipient would know when to open it. In some families they lasted generations, in some days. The vintage always knew.

In an eldrich glade grew a tree that was grown from a meteorite. The birds and wildlife of the forest gave this area a wide berth. When the tree bore fruit, (Every 7 years) the strange ones came down from the hills to reap the strange harvest. From the fruit they made the wine of memory.