That was because, when the water was rippled by his touch, the image became blurred. […] And so it came to pass, — the laurel, Apollo’s emblem from that day on, became the sign of honor and triumph. […] Daedalus became the boy’s teacher. […] Not a drop of rain fell, the fields became parched and dry, and all the crops withered away. […] His voice began to roar, and his eye became fierce and flaming.