The world is dead. Jebel Rum walks the deserts of Makhras as one of the last living beings. No place on the ground is safe, as the earth demons hunt those who dare to take foot on their land. Lost, without tether or purpose, he drifts like an errant wind.

Imagine his surprise when he finds another soul, and a pony at that. Can her boundless optimism pull him from his funk, or is she doomed to fall into despair in this forsaken world?