It was ruined. Glittered, glued and crayoned, my camera was ruined. Nothing would turn on anymore. There were little balls glued to the buttons and the lens had a sun painted over. I felt my pulse slowly rising. There was only one suspect, or rather, a She-spect. I breathed in, just as a soldier would before getting on the battlefield. The field was full of mines, the lego I stepped on being the first warning sign. Sweetie, what did you do to the camera? Well, I drew a sun on it, she answered quickly. But why, sweetie? So that you'd stop only taking photos of clouds, she answered, smiling.

(Translated by Ana Stănilă / 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 February 2021, the group has 4.300 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 almost daily. 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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