Moses eased his horse in the direction of the cliff dwellings. These he noted were really underground living quarters. Wouldn’t Satan reside in such a place? The closer he came to the cliff dwellings, the more he trembled with fear. Bones bleached white by years of sunlight accented the ground in front of the cavernous dwellings. Sweat began to appear upon his brow. His horse stopped about a mile short of the dwellings and stood still. Nudging his mount the horse refused to move. Moses noted the refusal of his horse and thought to himself, this is show’ nuff a bad sign.