Cascading Clues

"Gold, and rusted, it had definitely seen better days. It seemed valuable, but it didn’t seem like it should be by itself. Nina dug deeper, rummaging her hands through every layer of sand. The pesky sand was all over her, and her husband, but she didn’t seem to mind. It was a normal thing by then. Her hands soon caught a hold of a diary. Countless pages, long gone. There must have been less than 10 pages in the worn out book. The spine was damaged, and the ink was faded. Yet the importance of the object seemed to show automatically, not for once did Nina even consider leaving the journal there."