~     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