Special Object

I got it from a treasure of a place,
Where the sun scorches as if it was its last chance,
Where the waves whirl and crash as if it was our enemy,
A place where,
The sand is boiling and leaves our feet burnt,
That place is where it inspires people,
To go make just this object,
When it gets passed to someone,
It helps to give them ideas,
And inspiration.

It's a bracelet,
Many people have one,
But nothing like this one.