Ophelia lives to tell the tale of what happened at Elsinore
“The nights at Elsinore are longer than anywhere else.
I have stayed awake these many weeks, which has aided me greatly in my portrayal of one who has gone daft. For my skin is pale as fresh daisy petals, and my eyes sink inward, rimmed by bruise-like swells of purple. The servants and courtiers whisper that surely, Ophelia . . . most beautified Ophelia . . . has lost touch.” Dating Hamlet
by Lisa Fiedler (soft cover)