~    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