Whew, this is harder than I thought! It's not easy bastardizing famous passages!
'Fantasy-and all fiction is fantasy of one kind or another-is a mirror. A distorting mirror, to be sure, and a concealing mirror, set at fourty-five degrees to reality, but it's a mirror nonetheless, which we can use to tell ourselves things we might not otherwise see.' Neil Gaiman -Smoke and Mirrors
That Shakespeare fellow, he could really spin a good tale. Unfortunately, all that Middle English (or whatever English it was that he wrote in) and iambic pentameter sometimes makes it difficult for modern readers to understand just what the hell he was talking about. Thus, millions of students have turned to those ubiquitous Cliff's Notes in order to better understand the bard's words, thereby further dumbing down the intellectual level in our schools. Well, I'm here to dumb it down even further. So I present, written in common prose, with only a few details and events changed here and there, Act I (subsequent acts to follow) of arguably Shakespeare's greatest play, Hamlet. As a side note, I understand that Hamlet is not really 'fantasy' in the popular sense of the word. But it takes place in a medieval setting, and has a ghost. So I figure that's close enough.
This little story was supposed to be a bit sad, a bit humorous, with a dose of social commentary mixed in. Or something like that.