Ponies and humans have been friends for several years. They trade, conduct joint research, and communicate. Equestria is thriving, and the Alliance is healing the last wounds of a long-ago, terrible war.
What happens if the wondrous world of ponies collides with its "reflection"? Once a beautiful country, now fallen to the ruthless invaders. Languishing in the thrall of those whose appetites are irrepressible?