Apr 23, 2008 08:14
I am too much in the sun... I do not have a friend in Denmark. They think me a loon for mourning the death of my father. Am I expected to celebrate the hasty marriage of my mother to my uncle? Indeed, the funeral baked meats did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
..But if I am to believe the words of my ghost-father... then a loon I will be so I can find the truth more easily... until such time that I may kill my traitorous uncle.
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[ooc: Can it be Slayers Hamlet tiem nao? I'll be online about another half hour to respond to tags before class. Also, Hamlet!Zel will monologue throughout the day thinking that it's an inner-monologue because there should be a fourth wall.. he sounds very dramatic in this voice post.]