Each summer she told them that she was going to her parents for a week. In fact she arrived to a small village near seaside. Each morning she went at sunrise to the beach and took a bath, naked in the sea. She let herself embraced by the light, water, salt and sand. She cried and laughed being reborn. That's the place where she met him. There is also the place where she lost him when he launched too much into the waves. There is where she felt closest to him. She was alone with him. It was her only sin. At the train station's toilet she changed back in his nun clothes and went peacefully back to the monastery.
(Translated by Camelia Băluţă / 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 May 2021, the group has 6.400 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, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale. 
