“Cathedral Rock”

“As they neared the top, the friends got their first glimpse of the most delicate of all the spires, a cluster of three upjutting sandstone towers that changed color as the sun changed its position. Climbing still higher, they arrived in the direct proximity of soaring, paprika-hued towers of rock. They felt as if they had entered the belly of a colossus and been miniaturized by its immense ribs. The spire directly before them, whose orange was smudged with black, looked like a giant hand with an upstretched finger. The rock wall to their left, with its naturally carved humanoid figures, might have been compared to an upright version of the ancient Egyptian colossi of Memnon. Another solitary spire caught the full force of the morning light and rushed up into the heavens pulsing with telluric vibrance.”