~     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