There were two brothers traveling together in a forest. The forest was very dark and dense, and as such was very disorienting. When they thought they were going north, they were really going south. And what they felt certain was west was actually east. But none of this really mattered anyways, as they had no idea where their destination was or should have been or even could have been.
All they knew was that they never seemed to really get any nearer to anything save perhaps killing one another.