AN HONOR Above the final void I hang, friends behind, friends before. The feast I must drink clings to their faces, and the words I must speak spark in my mind. The old oaths will be spoken anew. -Dated Batabanan, 1173, 45 seconds pre-death. Subject: A lighteyed child of five years. Dictation improved remarkably when giving sample.
I wanted to read these now that we know they are glimpses of the future. I've enjoyed all the theories but I didn't see this mentioned. It is of Kaladin at the tower after he attracted all the arrows and has collapsed. He is remembering all the friends in the past he fail to protect, sees the friends before him that are about to die. "Feast I must drink clings to their faces" gems in the parshendi beards. The words, The oath.