~      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