Status Updates From Song of the Exile

How is this not even the halfway point

This book feels so long

Oh my god, I love this book

“Sunny saw a ruby red spider mending the gossamer rigging of her web. Smelling her tears, the spider paused and cautiously approached, eyes tiny web and ran across Sunny's cheek, nuzzling a teardrop. A little drunk and dreamy, she ran back to her web, weaving human sadness into the arches and loggias of her universe. Sunny touched her cheek and watched.
How quietly she weaves. How patiently she bides her time.”

"And out beyond your lane, Keo, there will be other lanes. And streets and avenues. And then above, behind, around it all, will be the sea, the Mother Sea, crashing and defying, destroying and rebirthing. Applauding all we know as life . . ."

"I dream of equatorial heat that made skin blister. I wake with searing arms and legs. Dreams can be so real. I dream of rains, torrential, endless jungle rains. I know they will end. They always did. I know the stars will come again. If only I lie still ...”