Howard blinked. He arched a single eyebrow and stared at Josef, waiting for the other man to burst into laughter or smile or anything of the sort. “That’s not a very happy ending,” Howard finally said.
“No, it isn’t. But it’s also not the ending.”
“So is the real ending going to be happy.”
“You’ll have to wait and see. So, the city guard gathered everyone up and executed them. And for a while, things were peaceful. Everyone was happy. And then the rulers of Mazat decided that there needed to be laws put into place to ensure that something like the Red Children’s uprising could never happen again. They did the unthinkable. They banned a religion. No one could ever worship the Red Woman within the walls of Mazat again under penalty of death.”
“And the city was better for it, and the doom never came, and it was happy times all around that the evil bitch was gone. I get it. Very subtle. Good moral.”
Josef smiled. “Not the ending. Not the moral. You see, once the city council banned the the Red Children’s faith, they began examining the other religions practiced within their walls. Then came the doom.”