He twiddled with the strings, ears perked and alert to the sounds it made as he fine tuned the sounds it produced until the quickly made lyre sounded like it was professional quality...though the look didn't improve any, unfortunately.
"There. Right on pitch."
He lifted the cloud held lyre back to Night Jewel.
"Next, you simply play with it until you get something you like. At least, that's what I did."
[ sorry for the long waits. Been busy. ]