Buried at the base of the Crystal Mountains is a stable, one of the last surviving and still functioning. When these ponies opened their doors, all that they found was an irradiated snowscape. After night falls, the blizzards comes alive with necromantic wendigoes, hell bent on ripping apart unsuspecting victims to join their undead herd. Even surrounded by pure hatred and evil, these ponies haven't given up hope and are trying to establish trade routes near their home.

This is a collection of short slice of life chapters detailing the every day lives of those living in Stable 73. The chapters are self contained, but they do connect to each other.

Fallout Equestria created by kkat.
The only story canon to this fic is the main Fallout Equestria story.