~     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