The Continent of Sall'han, half a world away. In Sall'han the skies are blue and clear, and sunlight strikes with unequine intensity. This place was spared the holocaust of the bombs, and it's now a place where civilization is rebuilding, quickly. Sall'han is isolated by an ocean, and within, a sea of sand, a wasteland even before the dark skies. For now, these disparate civilizations are separated by sand. This will not last. When these black spots on a very large map become filled, what will occur? What are the odd transmissions coming from a place unassailable? And what's the deal with the natives with the guns, and the death wish and the cultural identities?
No one knows.
In the midst of this time of discovery, a strange pony arrives, a Transient.
Written by, Sunnydontlook. Edited by Isiah, and Quit Stalling Around. (Don't be afraid to look up this work of fiction on Derpibooru. You might find something personally appealing...)