From Olympus, Ephyrus came down every 12 days, as the not-so-known myth said, to the temple where his altar and statue were, going to meditate and bless the offerings that mortals left him.

Centuries had passed since his iconic moment, yet he continued to go once the sun rose, while the sight of humans faded into sleep. The God walked around his altar, humming a special melody, attributed to the songs sung by his faithful followers. His brown hair was adorned by a golden laurel triumph crown, and his eyes, now able-to-see, admired the sunshine of the Sunrise, smiling to himself.