When a sudden invasion tears Equestria apart, will the remaining ponies be able to set right what went so wrong?

Ever noticed how almost nopony knows how to properly discern between tracks and favorites?

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Years have past since the Infection swept throughout Equestria. Ponyville lays in ruin. The sun only hangs in the air for a few hours, the landscape is barren, and the skies are in utter chaos. So much has been lost to this plague. A single filly searches for answers amidst Ponyville's ruins. She seeks to unravel the chain of events behind this terrible blight, but finds much more in the shifting wastes.

In the frozen north of the Equestrian Wasteland lays a city, battered and crippled, but still clinging to life. It is beset on all sides my dangers.

Displaced griffins rage against the ponies they blame for the apocalypse. Madmares brood with their unquestioning minions under mountains of prewar technology. The Unity extends its malefic tendrils to sake it endless hunger for slaves. Unnatural horrors stalk the forests, consuming all in their path. A dozen factions rage against each other in wars of words, caps, secrets and fire, tearing at the very foundation of The Sovereign City. All the while an ancient threat prepares to once again, bathe its self in the blood and anguish of ponies.

Welcome to Flankorage.

(Comments are encouraged as this is my first attempt at fan fiction. The more feed back I can get, the better I can write.)

In a remote corner of Equestria, the lessons writ by balefire have been forgotten. For the very same reasons zebras and ponies nearly obliterated each other, the donkeys of Kansass and the ponies of Missurrey stand ready to repeat the past. Into this simmering border war wanders a mule on her own mission.

As soon as she remembers what that mission was...

(Thanks to Kashin for the cover image)