Chapter 62
It was a long time coming. Isabella stands at the entryway to the Nebura Duomo of Illuvia. The Nebura was a large ornate structure that was created when the Empire was born. A worship ground that was said to have come to be by the crafting of the combination of the sky meeting the ground when Tximuria first descended. None in Ixmtaraza deny the stonework this origin.
The place was far too beautiful, weathered so many assaults and had such a delicate sheen to it that it could only be true. Pink eyes stare at the incredibly architecture in front of her. The black onyx stones in place glow with a purple sheen. Pattern like stars would shift in place around the Duomo as if mimicking the pattern of the sky itself at night.
It rose high. Almost as high as the main palace with the Emperor resided. The Obsidian spires opening up to the the sky in the midst of the sunset. The sun glinted off for the structure which created the illusion of shifting shadows within.
