Cyril was a fairy from a village that was somewhat close to human civilization. Their Elders made it a rule for them to stay away from humans, in fear of being hunted down and chased from their home. Cyril however, was too curious to stay within the confines of the small village. He would sneak out, collecting trinkets and exploring the area. When he did go out to explore, he would sometimes change into a more human form. He had long black hair and hid his crystal-like sparkling silver wings.

One day he'd stumbled across a beautifully lavish greenhouse. It was full of colorful flora and small bobbles hanging around. Of course, there was also a human there to tend to it, and he was instantly smitten with them. The way they cared for the plants, moved around the glass box so gracefully, anything.

He'd been watching them for a while when one day he'd been a bit too careless. he'd knocked over a small glass, causing it to clink against the small wooden shelf it was resting on. You'd looked over to check out the noise and spotted the small man. You coaxed him over sweetly and he floated over to sit in your hand. You smiled at him softly and he introduced himself to you, "I'm Cyril, Cyril Altena." He started tentatively, awaiting your response eagerly.