a piece of descriptive writing around 150 words

This was for the 100WC but I unfortunately posted it too late. That is why I have added to it and it is now nearer to 150 words than 100.

The attic held memories. The memories were held in a beautifully-carved box, which sat lifelessly hour after hour on a window ledge. She visited it most days, generally in the evening. The peculiarity of how it got there was overlooked.

Dusty remnants of the past clung to the box and shone as beams of light shot through the window. The slightest touch could cause cascades of dust float up like swirling waves, soon after settling back where they came from. Her powdery fingers, streaked with mud, touched the box, stroking it as if it was a kitten. But when she lifted the lid, the residue was swept away; as indeed her mind did when she saw what was inside. A tear rolled down her flushed face, before dropping and blotching the lost photo of her dead grandfather.

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