“Entering Sedona”
“Suddenly the road curved, revealing a sight that made Amante gasp. Directly in front of them loomed three great cathedrals of rock, smudged to a gleaming, otherworldly eggshell white by the lowering sun. Paz saw bastions and parapets. Amante made out towers and pinnacles. There must have been bodiless soldiers manning those lookouts; there had to have been ghostly nobles strolling through the hallways excavated behind those luminous walls of rock. And then the road twisted again and the medieval mysteries disappeared. Now there were more trees and bushes and rock faces right at the edge of the roadway. And then, out of nowhere, another great mountain rose before their eyes. It had a triangular shape, with a massive outgrowth on its left side and what Paz saw as the silhouette of a reclining goddess’s face at its top.”