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The dust floated in the air as still as time itself. A thick and unfamiliar smell felt heavy in my nose; the thing that came to mind was leather. But there were only a few times that I had been near leather in its early form - before it had been used for something.
Editor's note: My second short story for my class. In this one, we explored creating a story around Aristotle's incline, which is a simple way to understand and build a plot.
Preface: I'm currently taking a GrubStreet course called 6 weeks, 6 stories. We write a short story each week depending on what we studied. Our first prompt was about building a character, which I tried below.