~     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