~     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