~     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