~     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