There was a field.
It wasn't anything special, just some short grass with small buildings and trees in the distance. What really stole the show was the sky; it looked patched together, like many skies laid over onto each other.
The first section was a normal sky. Thin wispy clouds and a purple backdrop, with just a hint of light pollution. It was nice but it wasn't anything special, either.
The second was illuminated sky. This section looked like falsely colored images of space. Rather than seeing individual stars, I saw entire galaxies shining in various colors. This piece was quite beautiful.
The final piece was a symbolic sky, in a literal sense. Massive letters and symbols made of light dominated this area, flying about. The only symbol that I can clearly recall was a Greek letter Ψ.
Replacing the moon was what I can only describe as a large stone skull. Thick smoke hung around it, obscuring the majority of it's details but I could clearly make out the mouth and eyes. For whatever reason, I immediately assumed that this skull was the oldest object in the universe.
For the entire dream, I sat and stared at the sections of sky.
