When the sun fell for the last time, the world became shrouded in endless night. Not the kind that was called for by the infamous Nightmare Moon, but one that struggles to hold on to the Equestia that all ponies hold so dear. Now the world is changed, perhaps forever, and everypony has found a way to accept it, even if only to preserve the fragile remnants of what once was.

What has become of our beloved world, after sitting under a darkened sky for many years?

(Alternate Future)