~    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