A surface of clear and sparkling water is the one in which Ophelia, a pure and melancholic soul, sees her reflection. Her life will become scattered with abandonment and whilst her fragile poise collapses, her heart breaks, her mind wavers just as the water ripples and roughens. Each character has his own element: the solid Laertes with his feet firmly stuck to the ground, Ophelia liquid and fleeting, forever stuck in her own element; whilst amongst the clouds, the doubting Hamlet racks his brains full of air.