Ravensblood Forest walking with giants

The shadows of twin mountains bathed the forest in darkness. One could come here at the peak of sunhigh and still find themselves amidst the gloom. 

He supposed that's what had drawn him here in the first place. Perhaps, that's why she too was here.

Like a phantom, he observed her every move, unseen to her eyes from his place in the murk. He watched as the trees bled crimson onto the only part of her untouched from darkness. He gazed to her lips as she mumbled something about a curse until her speech trailed off to a language he couldn't quite decipher, until her attempts to rid herself of the forest's bloodmark began to irk him.

"Ye alright there missy?" Emerging from the bushes, a sympathetic smile plastered on his face. "Stood in the wrong place at the wrong time, ay? Happens to the best of us." As if the trees were listening, a fat drop of saccharine sap landed on the bridge of his nose, which he lapped up quickly with his tongue.