~     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