~     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