The Street That Remembered Footsteps

An old cobblestone street recorded the footsteps of everyone who had walked on it. When the moon rose, echoes replayed—children running, lovers dancing, wanderers dragging tired soles. A young boy who felt alone walked the street each night, hearing company in the echoes. One night, he heard his future footsteps— confident, purposeful, strong. The street reminded him that time leaves clues for those willing to listen.