It was a calm, normal day on the planet Mars. The sun was shining, the sky was pink, the temperature was -60º (that's warm for the Martians), and the Carbon Dioxide felt fresh in my lungs. I got up from my large bed and went to look through my large window. I saw a clear view of the planet. Red, rocky deserts covered most of my planet, but the last of the Martian trees, shrubs, and grasses could be seen scattered here and there. Many red hubble buildings were scattered around busy dirt roads where Arthroquads, large octopus-like horses, pulled small carriages from one point to another.