Being Lyra

I had awoken, or rather, started out awake. It was midnight, nothing came to mind, who am I, where am I, and who is using me as a pillow?! All I could do was nudge my head onto what was on me to signify my presence; it did quite a good job.

"Huh? Lyra, Is that you? Great, since you transferred bodies while being awake two days ago, you started out awake now, that's just another fantastic way to wake up early in the day," she stated sarcastically.

"Look, since you probably don't know how talk, let alone stand, you might as well stay in prone position, we won't be moving until later in the morning. We have plenty of time to get to Dodge Junction; the departure is around 6 P.M. which leaves us with plenty of time. I'm guessing you probably don't know how to sleep either," she said vaguely.

What is standing, talking, or sleeping? What am I? Where am I? How is she moving? How do I move?

"Lyra, even though your time is dwindling, I know you still have the capabilities of comprehending what I am saying, now I am going to put this as simple as possible: 'Me take you to train to go to town to help you'," she said as she gave out hoof signals.

Okay, I understood practically everything but the two nouns and the one verb she mentioned in that sentence.

"Now you may not like what I am about to say but, you're going to have to sit there for a while, whether you understand me or not," she said.

I don't know what she is talking about, you know what, forget it, she is returning to her original position of covering nearly half of my body with hers.

7 Long hours later...

"Alright, let's go," she said as she grabbed her saddlebag.

"I'm going to have to carry you, aren't I?" she asked as she sighed.

"HUMF!" she said as she struggled to grab me with her hooves and mostly her mouth, dropping me onto her saddle bags.

"Your lucky Earth ponies have more built in strength than unicorns, or I wouldn't be carrying you right now," she replied to my inert movement and lack of eye response to blinking.

"Ugh, don't expect a hug," she said as she sighed.

It was two more long hours until we reached the forest clearing on the other side.

"There, now Dodge Junction is only about a quarter of a mile away. Even with your heavy weight, we have plenty of time to get to the train station,"

Was that an insult or a compliment? I don't even know if she was talking about me or not.

"Even though, you probably can't understand what I am saying, I know you mean well and some of you Lyra is still in there, and I know that's the Lyra I've come to know and love, just because somepony has your mindset doesn't mean they ARE you," she said to me still lying inert on her back.

"I know things look bleak, but that's all in the past now. Even if I am talking to an inert pony that doesn't even know how to blink, I still love you," she said with a tear in her eye.

It only took about 30 minutes until we got to the train station, it was actually quite busy. The train was already at its station but it didn't look quite ready for departure.

"You stay here while I go get our tickets," she said after she put me down onto a bench and then walked over to a booth.

It was a long wait, it wasn't a surprise since the line was long, but it took her an hour or two just to get us our tickets. We were allowed to board the train, however it would not move until 6 p.m., the train's scheduled time.

"7B, 7C, 7D, Ah! 7E here we are, this is going to be our cabin for the next few days," she said as she walked down the hallway.

She set me down on the lower bunk bed, presumably for my safety since I have no Idea how to move she and everything else is moving but I do not know how.

"Now, I was thinking, before we get to Canterlot, we've got to think of a way to confront the princess, they might not let us in without a reason," she pondered as she climbed up onto the small couch beside the two bunk beds.

"You know, you've been putting me through a lot lately, not only are we fugitives on the run from a psychopathic doctor that believes you are being taken over from a mental disease, but I also have to take into account that you are dying on the inside because you are giving your own life and memory to somepony that I've never seen in my entire life that you would presumably know if you weren't in this state. If you even gave me a hint to who this Shane character is, and then we may get on the right track," she said grieving in what she had witnessed in the past few days.

"This is just too much to take in, so much has happened in the past few days, it's so stressful, I guess carrying you all the way up here put too much of a strain on my back making it so I can't think properly, or maybe your mental state started passing on to me making it impossible to think," she said as she chuckled to herself.

A conductor knocked onto the door.

"Miss, might I see your tickets?" the conductor asked.

"Ah, yes, here you go sir," she said.

The conductor verified the ticket and stamped it for approval.

"Ah, very good, thank you miss," he said as he gave the tickets back and left.

"I guess we should get rested, we still got a few hours ahead of us until we depart," she continued.

She climbed onto the upper bunk and went to sleep; I was still sitting there, inert.

Inert - Lacking the ability or strength to move.