My dear Ophelia… my friend, my sister… I am aghast by your drowning, there was so much more for you in this world, you were like a blossoming flower, emerging into the light for all to see… and now, without even slowly wilting away, you are gone, and I am alone. Oh God, why would you take her and leave me so alone, and so soon after our own father's murder...
Could it be that these deaths so close in time, are more than just a coincidence? Could it be that Hamlet is the true perpetrator of both? That his barbarous assassination of our father plunged my dear sister into an inescapable abyss of sadness and lunacy? If this were to be true, perhaps, perhaps, Ophelia felt the only way to stop …show more content…
Would I become little more than his mirror image? Yet to not act would bring shame upon my family, and do naught to heal the wounds Hamlet has inflicted upon us.
If it weren't for his deranged state and sly actions, my most precious father's heart would be still beating and I would have little need to pursue my once friend, now enemy, Hamlet.
But in the circumstances presented, it is only honorable that I act in vengeance and kill Hamlet for the utterly unjustified and deplorable killing of my dear father, Polonius…
And afterwards I will be free of sin to confidently stand before God, and be judged worthy of a heavenly afterlife.
And so, I will not allow my feeble emotions to disrupt my quest for retribution. Hamlet cannot and shall not evade heaven's justice and hell's punishment. Though the King may use me as his lackey, I will use him as my pretext.
Whether it be in our duel, or shortly thereafter – Hamlet will pay for his sins with his life.
And only then, only then, will my father, and my sister's, souls be appeased, and their deaths,