Status Updates From Death Comes for the Archbishop

Not a big fan of this one so far, gonna put it down for now and maybe come back to it later.

Whether they were dark and full of violence, or soft and white with luxurious idleness, they powerfully affected the world beneath them. The desert, the mountains and mesas, were continually re-formed and re-coloured by the cloud shadows. The whole country seemed fluid to the eye under this constant change of accent, this ever-varying distribution of light.

Kinda giving hetero Little No Horse vibes

You see the longer you immerse yourself in the book the louder ‘A Horse with No Name’ fades in to the cinematic descriptions of the bishop and vicor’s journey

He was as much at home in the Bishop's study as in his own Pueblo -- and he was never too much at home anywhere.