I wake up to light shining on my eyes. I slowly start to get up. I have another long day ahead of me. I get up and pick up my backpack, then I wake up Blaze.  
"Hey, why are you waking me up now? It's so early." Blaze asks groggily.  
"It's 8 in the morning, Blaze. It's not early." I reply, "Come on, we need to get up, I intend on walking a pretty long distance today. Blaze doesn't move an inch. As I stand over him, waiting for him to get up, I look around at the forest I have learned to call home. The trees are looking extra glorious with the sunrise hitting against her. The vines hanging down from the willow tree are even separating the light, making patterns on the trees in front of us. When I was little, Me and my friends would dance around the patterns that the leaves of the tree I lived in would make from the sun. I haven't seen my friends in a while though.  
But enough about my surroundings. It's about time I introduce myself. My name is Ivy and I'm a pixie. Now I bet you're wondering, pixies are really small aren't they? Well, they don't have to be. That's for you to decide. I live on a planet called Mars. And I know, you have weird looking and complicated technology on our planet  and that there's no way you didn't know there is a forest on Mars. Because there isn't anymore. In your present time, Mars is probably a dry wasteland with no life.  
But I am 3 billion years before your present time. Now, I know all this from the eldest pixie, who time traveled to the future disguised as a human and went around Earth gathering as much information about Earth as possible until she had no choice but to go back.  
So you could say that this is a time capsule. Someone probably found this piece of paper in a glass container, brought it back to Earth, and maybe even posted it on something called, the internet? The eldest pixie told me you had something called that and gave me a gist of what it is. But I still don't really understand it. Anyways, I wrote this to share what a day on Mars would be like for me and my travel buddy, Blaze, while we are on our journey to find a potion to cure our home. A giant tree. Which is currently dying. I don't know why you would need to know this. I might just be really bored. But I hope you find this somewhat interesting anyway.  
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Me and Blaze had been walking for a while now. We decided to rest our wings after yesterday's mistake. Let's just say that a certain someone *cough cough, Blaze, thought it was a good idea to spend an entire day flying instead of walking for half of the day and flying for half like we normally did. Now our wings are too sore to fly today. Then, right as we are about to take a break and sit down, we see a meadow. This meadow has very pretty, vibrant flowers all around it. We both walk over to the flowers and look at all the different colors and details. You would think that all of the different smells would smell bad altogether but they don't. They all blend and mix together to create one very good and unique smell. And don't even get me started on how soft they feel. When you touch them they feel like a feather. It's deceiving because they look so much denser than they feel.  
"Do you want to keep on walking onward now?" I ask Blaze.  
"Yeah, sure." Blaze says in response.  
We keep on walking but then we bump into something. That's weird. We try to keep going forward but what feels like an invisible barrier is keeping us back.  
"What's going on?" Blaze questions.  
"I have no idea. Let's try and maybe go around it." So we start to try that too. We walk around the entirety of the meadow until we conclude that there is no way to go around it. Blaze even tries to fly over it but eventually gets so high that he is forced to go back down. 
"What do we do now?" I ask. 
"Yeah I have no clue. We've tried everything. What if this is like a trial and we have to do something to get out of it like we did last month." Blaze suggests.  
"Well I hope it's not like last month cause that was horrible." I respond, "If we have to deal with those tiny little ants again, I'm going to lose it."  
 The ants I'm talking about are normal sized but are really strong. They flung me around so much I almost threw up.  
Blaze starts looking around, "Ok, so the only thing in this area is flowers so the trial has to do with flowers." 
"So we've already decided that this is a trial?" I ask. 
"Do you have a better idea?"  
I shake my head. So I start to try anything. Literally everything. Pulling the flowers, turning the flowers, tilting the flowers, even licking the flowers. Nothing happens. 
"Great, now it's getting dark out. Do you think we should finish this trial thing up tomorrow or keep working through the night?" I bid.  
"I think we should get some sleep."  
"That's what I was thinking too." I comment. 
I woke up the next morning and we spent a long time talking about what things we hadn't done yet. At least the sunset is pretty. It's also the first time in a while that we could see a large chunk of the sky without the trees blocking it from our gaze.  
Then I came up with another idea, "I think maybe one of us should go to the lake. Just in case there's something we missed that we wouldn't have found by just looking at it."  
"Good idea! But I will not be going in the lake. You will." Blaze demands. 
"Fiiiiiiine." I groan. I step into the river, the water seeping through my shoes. I start walking around. Feeling the floor trying not to get my face in the river. Luckily, the river is shallow enough. 
Then I feel something, "Oh my god, I think I feel a handle!" I pulled on it and saw something inside a little compartment on the bottom of the river. I immediately took it out.  
"It looks like a key." Blaze comments.  
"Oh, there's a note attached to it." I notice. I then read the note.  
"It says Good job! You found the key. Now find the other part," I read. "That has to mean the lock." 
"This is so annoying. We literally just searched every inch of this place. I think we would have found a lock by now." Blaze responds.  
"Well, we never searched the sides of the river." I add.  
"Oh, well then get to it." Blaze says.  
"You don't have to put it that way." I reply.  
"Whatever." Blaze rolls his eyes.  
So I searched the walls too.  
"I see it! I see the lock!" I have the key grasped in my other hand and I immediately put it in the lock. Then the floor starts to shake and everything outside of the meadow starts to get clearer. The forcefield must be disappearing!  
"We did it!" Blaze says. We both ran out together, but then I stopped.  
"Blaze wait up. I see another note." I pick it up. Blaze walks over to me and looks at the note from over my shoulder. 
I start to read it, " Sometimes the answer isn't the most obvious one. Take that as a tip for your journeys to come. But just know. This isn't goodbye just yet. The tip must mean that the most obvious solution was the flowers because they were everywhere." 
"Yeah. Well, let's keep moving onward, shall we?" Blaze answers. 
"So we shall."  
The rest of the day was boring. You don't want to hear about it. But yeah, there you go. Now you know what happenes on a daily basis on Mars 3 billion years in the past, and though the note at the end doesn't apply to any of you reading, a part of it might. The ending, "This isn't goodbye just yet." It might not be. Maybe you'll hear from me again. But for now, just keep in mind that the next time you look up at the sky and see Mars as a tiny star in the sky, wave. Three billion years in the past I might just be waving back.