Cold hearths? ...Does that mean it's filled with undead? I mean, a hearth is where you have a fire, and a cold hearth means no fire, which means a lack of life... or beings that don't like fire, like the undead.
Interesting. It's probably the closest you'll get to artwork made for countering the fall-universe, as I've tried looking before and found virtually nothing, sadly. Though there are several fanfictions on fimfic that are labeled 'post fall' which are pretty good.
I understand your pain. It pisses me off that the Caribou in that even exist. I think it's ok to be 'into' stuff that's sensual or erotic and all that jazz, but when it comes down to mass slavery and despotism like that... that's just a major turnoff.
If anything the fall clop stories inspire me to think of revolution and liberty instead of just jacking off. In fact I've been thinking of writing such a story.
This is the perfect backstory for the one responsible to release the Windigo. She probably want to conquer pony lands and used the Windigo to kill them with cold and starvation. Since she's failed to do so, she slowly gathering an army, the White trotter.