~      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