Like many cathedrals in Intis, Tizamo's had a golden dome, resembling the sun's reflection on the ground.
As Lumian passed through the door, he was dazzled by the walls, arches, gold leaf inlaid in the dome, a mural sprinkled with golden powder, and a golden statue. The sunlight streaming through the glass behind the altar made him instinctively raise his hand, wanting to press down his golden straw hat.
It was lunchtime, and many simply-dressed Tizamo residents sat in various pews, heads bowed in prayer.
They didn't mind the cathedral's dazzling, extravagant appearance at all.
This was not only because they had always believed in the Eternal Blazing Sun since childhood, but they also had numerous gold mines in the former Balam Empire. The people had a widespread fondness for gold, a hobby preserved to this day.
Lumian shared an affinity for gold, but didn't want to endure the scorching sunlight.
