Tuesday, November 3, 2009

A DEAD ENDing

Mood: In deep sorrow

They are all
dead - every single one of them. First the Queen, dying from her second husband's hatred of her son. Then the King, finally feeling the true wrath of Hamlet. Laertes was the next to go. If only my son would have sought revenge on his own accords and not according to the plans of a corrupt king. Hamlet was the last, demonstrating his fighting and mad spirit. News was also brought that the courtiers, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, had been killed in England due to another one of Hamlet's schemes. Now the kingdom of Denmark is no more. Fortinbras has assumed power, and almost all of us have been forgotten, except for that cunning Hamlet whose story remains enduring.

Monday, November 2, 2009

My Beloved Daughter


Mood: Troubled

They buried Ophelia today. My poor daughter, so troubled by my death and by her immature love for Hamlet. Laertes fought with Hamlet, competing to show their love for a soul already passed. I understand his grief, though. He should seek revenge. Hamlet has been seeking an odd form of revenge since his father died, and now my son will attain the justice for both my death and Ophelia's. Hamlet is to blame for all of these troubles. He killed me, drove Ophelia to craziness, and now will cause Laertes to become a murderer, as my son will achieve the task of killing Hamlet.