07-09-2015, 04:09 PM
Eliza entered the room which they had slept in the night before. The beds were still a little rumpled from their attempts to make them and the air still smelled of the heat off their sleeping bodies. The light was pouring in through the curtains and the she could see tiny specks of dust floating lazily around in the air. Wandering over to where Roland stood, Eliza gave him a smile. "What is it?" she asked, carefully taking the makeshift notebook from his hands and opening it. "Wow, Roland, did you make this yourself?" she asked, a little shocked. The pages were a little worn from the travelling he had done but the drawings were beautiful and full of detail. There was a map inside, which showed the surrounding areas and even beyond that; everywhere he had been.
When Roland mentioned searching for Max, Eliza knew that was the right thing to do, and she also knew that nothing could stop them now that they both had the idea in their heads. Two sets of eyes is better than one, they would have a fresh perspective on the areas. However, the thought of heading deep into bandit territory was a little daunting and Eliza could feel the slight whirl of fear passing through her. She quickly banished it though, because she knew that as long as Roland was by her side that she would be safe. He would never let anything happen to her, and she trusted that.
As they headed out, Eliza turned to take one last look at the place where she had felt safer than she ever had. She shouted a quick goodbye and a thank you to Rose, but she was nowhere to be seen. If she was there though, listening from behind a door, she would hear the unyielding gratitude in Eliza's tone. She would be back there one day, though she knew not when. But when she was, she would throw her arms around Rose and prove to her that she was different, and that she was there to stay. The air outside was hot and dry and Eliza felt as though she was walking into a wall of heat as she stepped out the door. There was a slight dusty quality to the air which dried her mouth out almost instantly, but she was used to being thirsty. There was nobody in the streets, but that just made it easier to get out without anyone noticing her. Looking over at Roland, Eliza fixed a grin on her face "Right then, let's do this" she said, trying to keep as much optimism and hope in her voice as possible.
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