I guess the dragon was a one time offer. Can't say I'm disappointed, but it would have been a lot faster than a train. We were headed to a town a tiny bit South-East of Clairmont. There, you could see the whole city of Clairmont by simply looking North-West. It was quite a sight.

Once we loaded off the train, we approached a sign that said 'Welcome To Stillwater'. Stillwater. Pretty simple name for a town. Apparently my parents had been living here for the past 40 years. And like always, weather it be with humans or ponies, my parents always were great socially. They were quite popular.

My parents intended to show me around town. There was a bakery, a library, an apple business. I got to meet a lot of the ponies from around town. I must say, some of them reminded me of the old gang. I kinda missed all of them, especially Dashie. But I knew they would come here some day.

It was now dark, and everypony started going inside for the night. Me and my parents figured it'd be about time to go inside as well. They showed me to my new house. It was right beside their own house near the centre of town. It actually looked quite nice. I assumed I'de have to go threw the trouble of buying it and dealing with all that stuff. But it looks like my parents reserved me a house when they found out I had a heart condition.

It must have been convenient for them knowing that I was going to die ahead of time, so than they could make these preparations.

We entered my new house. "So, whatchya think?" My dad said. It was great. It had a living room with a fire place, some furnishes, a kitchen with all sorts of cooking materials, everything I needed. We went upstairs when my mom decided that I was tired.

"Well, we wouldn't want to tire you out, Brian." My mom said. We'll leave you to get some rest. I escorted them downstairs to the door, we said our goodbyes, and they left next door to their home. Now I could have some time to myself to think.

'Well, we wouldn't want to tire you out, Brain.' This sparked a thought. We walked around for quite a bit while in Clairmont and in Stillwater. But I wasn't that tired. There was a mirror in the living room, I could see myself sitting on my couch, but I didn't look as old as I did before. I walked up to the mirror. Was I young again? My wrinkles were gone, my hair was thick and was brown in colour like it used to be. I looked like I was in my late 20's or really early 30's. I just laughed a little bit. No more getting tired after a short walk.

I continued to examine myself. 'Hmmm.' I thought. Right then I noticed something in my reflection. It was behind me on the wall, right above the fireplace. I turned around and walked towards it. It was my mothers painting. The one of the rainbow. I couldn't believe this. I took it up to my room to look at it for a while, when I noticed something else as well. Inside my room, there was a box. A cardboard box that was in pretty rough shape. On the side of it, in pen, the box read 'Give to a good home.' I couldn't believe this. I left this box on the street when I first found Dashie almost 40 years ago on Earth. How was this possible? I picked it up and looked inside. There was a book. It was.... my book of memories. I took it out and opened it.

I was looking at pictures of my childhood on earth. I looked so happy. I flipped threw those pages until I was in my early adulthood. After that... After my parents died, there was a large gap. Than pictures of me and Dashie started to appear.  Pictures of when we were on Earth. Her first bath, her birthdays, her cutie mark, the times we played together. Then there was another gap. That was when princess Celestia and the others came to take her away. I started flipping threw the pages. Pictures of me and Dashie in our new home in Equestria. Than later pictures of us and all the other ponies. Our nights at the Grand Galloping Gala. Her first race. Dashie when she first joined the wonder bolts and achieved her dream. My final weeks in Equestria. After all of that there was nothing. Or at least there should of been nothing. I flipped the page once more to end my life story, but there was another picture. It was a picture of Equilibria. I didn't put it there. I had no idea how these things were possible. My mom's painting, the box, the book of memories. Instead of digging for information I simply left it. I put everything back and went to bed.

I did have a pretty exciting morning ahead of me. I was going to the shrine to contact Dashie for the first time.

End of Chapter 3.