[ WP ] Our cause is righteous and just . We will not falter

I recited the words, `` Our cause is righteous and just. We will not falter,'' although I am the last one. For centuries I've stood guard in the same room. Many have tried to reach me, but all have failed. I remember the blistering sun of the desert, and the cool breeze of the Mediterranean. All else is becoming a faint memory. 
 
 My daily routine of overseeing my treasures. That's what every man and woman have called the objects in my room. Little do they know that the word should be singular. Oh the treasures of this plain are worth quite a bit, but it is only the treasure of salvation that they should truly seek. 
 
 I gaze into the small pool of water located in the center of my chamber. The echoes of another man screaming. Prey to another device. Maybe he does n't know to kneel, or maybe he does n't know how to spell. Some simply fall to their doom. 
 
 More echoes. I've grown numb to the sounds of men dying. Even that of women. All I seek is the one to relinquish my duty. 
 
 Footsteps. Those I have not heard since the time of Napoleon. In comes a man with a fedora on his head seeking the cup of a carpenter who took his name from the family dog.
