Trenchcrusader22
The Frost took everything from us. The world as we knew it, the beautiful, hideous, splendid, vile world. We had all been moving somewhere greater, the great wheels of progress were carrying us to a new age. Until it was all over. The great powers scrambled to survive the eternal winter that was coming. The city of New London survived from the power of its Generator and the grim resolve of its people. But what happened to those who had no such chance? What happened to those who weren't a priority? What happened to India, Africa, and the Middle East? What happened to the people who had to survive something they barely understood? What happened to the Royal Navy, once masters of the sea, now isolated ships and crews, sailing across a dead ocean? Desperate for another load of coal to keep them going for another voyage. The lore of Frostpunk focused on the far north, so here the lore of the world's heart will be discovered.