The interior of the Chapel of the Rising Sun was smaller than the grand cathedral, but it possessed an intimacy that the vast, echoing chamber of the main temple could never match.
The ceiling was vaulted but low enough that the stone ribs felt close and sheltering rather than soaring and imposing. Ten rows of dark wooden pews, polished to a deep sheen by generations of worshippers, lined the central aisle, and at the far end, a modest altar of pale stone stood beneath the chapel's crowning glory: a great window of colored glass that stretched from waist height to the peak of the vaulted ceiling, depicting a golden sun rising over rolling hills in shades of amber, rose, and deep emerald green.
