~     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