~    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