viola , the source says behind her , still holding the knife in his arms , and i look into his voice- and the source 's heart is broken- broken so much it infects everything , reaching out into the world beyond him- because when the land mourns , we mourn together- and his grief overwhelms me , becomes my own , becomes the land's- and i see the full extent of my mistake- a mistake that may have ruined the land , a mistake that may have cost us our peace , a mistake that may destroy the land after all i have done to save it- a mistake that the sky should not have made- i have killed the knife- i have finally killed the knife- the thing i have wanted for so long- and it has gained me nothing- only knowledge of the loss i have caused- i can see it written across the face of the voiceless one- the voiceless one holding out a weapon she does not know how to use- and so i open my voice and i show her- { viola } his noise opens up in front of me and it shows me exactly how to use the weapon , where to place my fingers and how to squeeze it to send out the white flash from the end- he 's showing me how to kill him- viola , i hear ben say again behind me .