~    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