Kleos

...and so it was, the all mighty thunder bringer birthed the musical prodigy out of his big toe. The demigod wielded, in hand at birth, a golden lyre, one which could rupture the ear drums of any man, beast, or god. His song is the wind howling in the night, birds chirping in the day, and the drops of sweat raining down in pellets as one dances away into the horizon following his enchanting song.