~    Sylveon     ~    
                      
                     
                                 
                              
                              
                              
          Countersense Fairy   
      Canine?                     
                          Palliative? 
                                 
 Appearance:  Sylveon Resemble Dogs  In  
  Many Ways,  With  Similar Small Bodies 
   And  Faces.  They Are Small And  
       Nimble, And With White Fur.  
                               
                                 
 The  Most  Striking  Feature Is      
 Their "Ribbons",     Long Flat Feelers 
 That  They    Use  To  Bind     Or  To 
 Interface With  The  Minds   Of Others 
                          
  The  Ribbons  Play  A  Large  Social  
   Role   Among  Sylveons.           
   They Induce A Sense Of  Wellbeing, 
   And  Can Ease Pain If  Applied     
 Close To A Wound.      It Is Thought 
 They Feed  Off The Pain  Of  Others    
                  This  Way.   
                              
                              
      Sylveon  Are  Great  Partners 
 To  Humans,  But Care Should Be  Taken  
 To Limit  Exposure  To   Ribbons,     
   Since With Prolonged  Contact      
  The  Consciousnesses Start  To  Blend, 
 An  Environment   In   Which          
 The Sylveon  Is  Much  More  At  Home,  
     And   It   Will   Take   Advantage. 
                     
   Medicinal                     
 ...      !!!                         
                                 
                              
 Its   Sap                        
         Poison        Putting 
 Thoughts     Into            
 Not   Killed.                      
   But  Is    Loyal    (Lie!  Lie!) 
                                 
                               
                             
 The  Nature Of  The Coma Depends On  The 
 Intensity  Of  The  Sylveon'S Feeding.  
      You  Will  Succumb To  A    
         Fast-Growing  Addiction   
   That Leads To A Submissive       
     And  Sluggish  State       
                
  Eventually  You Will  Slowly Slip  
   Into    A    Long    Slumber,   
   Becoming     Sap    In The Vines