the sunset-colored chasms seem to dip and swell like chiseled waves. Leafy brush and evergreens cling impossibly to the sheer faces of plunging cliffsides. To look upwards from below is to be dizzied by the immensity of folded mountains, of nearly vertical rock walls weaving between each other in jutting contradictions. The Grand Canyon has a unique, wild, and dangerous beauty.
As fantasy writers, we have a special privilege. We get past peoples’ walls, past their defense mechanisms. We can introduce our readers to concepts they would otherwise never entertain. Even if you’re not outright laying down the Gospel, you can illustrate facets of Jesus’ teachings.