which changes colour after each fleeting moment. It has no hinge, to open it you have to want something with your whole being. Desiderius longed as a child to touch his dreams with his fingers. To feel their heartbeat, to speak to them, as you speak to the butterflies that rest in your palm. The door opened widely, and a flurry of butterflies rushed at him. He did not shy away from any but stretched out his arms and picked up the shyest ones. He spoke to them, one by one, leisurely. He found himself in thousands of lost wings.

(Translated by Elena Creţu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)

Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In January 2021, the group has 3.000 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)

*Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale.

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