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May 20, 2007 18:14

Character: Horatio
Series: Hamlet
Character Age: not given; is a student at the university at Wittenberg, so apper estimates around 19-20ish
Canon: Hamlet is a tale of murder, ghosts, revenge, madness, and death. Set in the castle Elsinore, it follows the deeds of the young prince Hamlet as he sets out to avenge his father's murder and reclaim his throne.

Enter Horatio, a scholarly friend of Hamlet's Wittenberg. Ever the voice of reason, Horatio tries to rationally get to the bottom of things and dissuade others from just leaping to conclusions. Though perhaps not as eloquent as Hamlet, he is calmly well-spoken and intelligent, and even on occasion demonstrating a sharp wit with a quick reply.

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O what a strange and wondrous place is this! 'Tis like unto no land I e'er have known in Denmark or without, and I know not how I have come upon it. Though while they say such things as will o' wisps or fairies' play or e'en the devilishly sweet words of ghosts might lure a man astray, more stranger still to have ventured so without e'en any like these to blame.

More things there may be in heaven above and the earth below than 'fore now I have dreamt, but here are such ghastly monstrous things as I dare not dream to name. For what great evil is here at play, that the dead should walk in light of day!

And what land is this, to be so rank and vile, and trap the hapless traveller who doth trespass on its domain? --A murder, I have heard it said, a deed certainly most vile, and which the one by it so wronged doth seek to catch the culprit by such circumstances as lead to it reenacted. A stalwart plan as any, but e'en so, I have myself seen how even most righteous vengence so easily lendeth itself to most tragic end. And here, with greatest respect to my lady, 'tis but poorly executed and done wrong.

But as for now, as 'twould seem I am to be here held prisoner, learning of the custom here would be the most prudent course indeed. And one thing I have heard, though I must confess I know not the reason, that 'tis most commonly done to journal in a most disconsolate manner. And though in my investigation I know this to be so, it doth seem to me that what here passeth for mournful poetry, is but a pale shadow to my dear lord Hamlet's melancholy.

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