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CODA
vi.
i keep thinking of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, neither one without the other, impossible to tell apart and always together, even in death. Recruited to fight in a war they never wanted.
(they knew what was in the letter Hamlet sent with them).
Something inside Horatio shakes when he sees an empty Elsinore he does not recognize without Hamlet. Horatio is far too sensible now to kill himself for love. He wishes that he was not. He doesn’t know if Hamlet knew what he was making him promise, when he told him to watch, to witness. To stay behind when everyone else has left.
Did Hamlet know how much it would hurt to be alone? Horatio wishes he didn’t love Hamlet enough to listen. It hurts, that emptiness.
So he leaves.
He does not look back and his hands are steady as he goes.
Fin