I see him eating alone at his table. In the evening he usually reads in an armchair, beside a lamp. Sometimes he walks naked through the flat. At times he listens to music. One day I wrote him a story on a sheet of paper, then I tossed it inside the mailbox. I saw him opening the envelope impatiently. He read the story smiling. It was the first time I saw him smiling. I've been writing to him daily for several months and I rejoice in his joy. Today I found a book in the mailbox. I recognized all my stories in it.
(Translated by Alexandra Lica / 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 March 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 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. 
