An old artwork, reposting in order art was posted on my DA Description copied from DA(with minor edits):
Cover art for the Fallout Equestria side fic : The Last Sentinel
Frost Windchill was once known to be quite the storyteller in the Equestrian Wasteland (or at least within a small shantytown). Demand for old mare's tales and sprite tales kept his name known, but it has long since died.
One day, somepony asks him for a real story. And so he tells one, one that he has been waiting for so long to tell- the story of his life.
Frost Windchill is a powerful cryomancer clad in armor of the Lunar Guard. His tale is one of great sacrifice and even greater loss, of long-lived lies and unrequited, even radical devotion.
And his tale is of the equines- not just ponies- both legendary and obscure whose lives are intertwined with his tale.
Be warned. This is a story of the Wasteland. Frost pulls no punches with the utter brutality, horror, and madness of the hell ponykind created. And he pulls none for himself, for he is not who everypony thinks he is.
