paradisa | Fifth car - Ponderings [Dicated] - Backdated to before the bonfire of vanities

[For the last few days following the sermon, Aaron has been keeping to himself and avoided the mob. In this case it had felt like the best course of direction was to blend in with the crowd and adept to his surroundings. He wouldn't admit that he was scared and instead blamed it on that he already have been in too many trials to last a life time. He had been keeping an eye on things though.

Currently he was in a pub. It had have its fair of looting but it was still open for business. Aaron sat there nursing his drink when he decided to address the journal.]

Have anyone seen that pile of treasure in the town square? No wonder these people went off their crackers, they are probably jealous of the rich. I do wonder what they tend to do with it now though.