~     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