Me, Hamlet

Pictured to the left is myself as a baby. Born and raised in Denmark, the land of my father, I learned the ways of the noble, and here I shall continue to serve.

I grew up to be a fine young man . . . or so I was told. I enjoyed riding in the woods with my father. He would teach me things . . . many things. My childhood was normal like the other children, I'm sure, but to me those were the most important times.




And now? Those times cannot happen ever again.

My father is now dead. My uncle has taken over his kingdom. I will not stand for this mutiny. I will, without fail, avenge his death.