Piece by piece her friends revealed to her the history of this place and the purpose of the artifacts within.
On each shell, hidden in each ring, she could see the changing storms and seasons; observe the rising water currents, and track the creatures that intersected along the way.
She saw beams of iron and of brass ripped apart and put back together again.
She saw floating platforms dispersed amongst a sea of flowers, waves, and leaves.
She saw sea creatures from ages past struggling through an expansive net with seemingly no end.
And at times if she looked hard enough, through the gunfire and the smoke and the young men at war, she could catch glimpses of seven forts standing vigil in the water, and hear the echoes of bofors guns going off in the night.