On a perfectly round stage, in the heart of a tame light, a white bud and a pair of
high-heels lay together. The ones that were already drinking the third glass of scotch were throwing money on the stage, visibly satisfied. Pal, what are you drinking, you aren't. At the beginning I saw only red shoes, size
thirty-six, fit for a small geisha. And then, out of them there rose demurely two blue legs, a yellow chest, orange arms and green hair. A rainbow was the girl that was dancing just for me. She flowed down into her shoes and came back to life. I left silently, smelling of summer rain. Drunk.
(Translated by Dragoş Frangulea / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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. 
