For two centuries the ponies of Stable 91 slept beneath the earth, dreaming sweet dreams as the world above burned away in spellfire. But in that dark world, an ancient nightmare stirred from its slumber, awakened by the destruction of the Great War. From the ashes of the Crystal Empire it rose, spreading its waking nightmares across the wasteland's irradiated snowplains. It was only a matter of time before the ponies of Stable 91 awoke, screaming, never to see the light again. For in the Northern Wasteland, outside '91's stable door, only darkness awaits...