Thirst. It drains you dry. What if you thirst for your incomplete soul? How long would you lie drying out of life while trailing away for that soul without a means to quench your thirst. Would you give up? But how could you, when you are entitled to that life for eternity? Perhaps, that is it. A curse. A chase. Curse, to trail after the thirst desperate to quench it. For eternity. Chase, when that soul thirsts for your life to dry out. For ever. ***** "A punishment, that one half of the soul bestowed upon the other... for life."