The Spirograph Nebula, also known as IC 418, is tiny in comparison to Barnard's Loop. It includes a single star, but yet it is a prominent feature of the star scape from six light years away, bright blue and shining.
As strange as it is, despite being bright blue from the outside, from the inside the Spirograph Nebula is dark green. The giant star barely illuminates this moldy fog, but gives existence to numerous planets, some of them truly monstrous, like, for example, a partially molten metallic abomination of 66 earth masses. Of course, my ship computer wouldn't let me land on it. Those terrestrial planets here that happen to be slightly smaller also boast gravity of 2 and more G's and impressive sets of rings.
When one tries to land on one of those scorched worlds, a wondrous landscape opens. The skies - and everything else - burn with bright teal and the ashy plains far below seem to be pure white. It's overheated volcanic rock, regolith and fine dust that would instantly roast alive anyone foolish enough to leave the protection of a ship or a rover's cockpit. Geysers spew silicate vapor into the lifeless vacuum under the deathly glow of immense metal-rich rings.