She has experienced too much in her life...
She has killed too many people, and she doesn't want to kill you again!
"I'm sorry." Is it too late to say this now? People died and bells were broken. "I hate you!" A hysterical shout came from under the sky, and the peace of the past was restored.
The wild geese pass by, leaving no trace in the breeze; the broken bells leave a sound in the ears...