Love is fickle and bitter in the freezing fire of the winter, ponies letting the blazing cold fill their hearts with a blizzard — for better or worse is left unsaid where survival is all that matters, divided in the worst catastrophe that the world has ever witnessed.

It was once a land of green and blue, nothing more than white and grey now, lost to the raging elements and the Elements that fought back. For honour isn't much of a reason when you fight in the fog, blinded by what may or may not be before you, the thing staring back at you which could just be inside your head — only you could know what you face in that fog screen, and only you could know if it was for honour or yourself.

That's for the ponies of the frozen Equestria to decide and to learn.