In every way I tasted love. And she sang to my tune. Lost is all now. Miserable, I weep in my beard, only the sea could wash my tears away. My eyes bear the salt of foreign land and make my heart burn. Tomis is a dungeon, my dear. I write to you over and over again, but my missives hardly get to you. Every line written by your sweet hand is like ambrosia to me. Today I was able to come further south, closer to you. I bet the visited place will be a
custom-house of the souls, with love free in the wind. Yours truly, Ovidius.
(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 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. 
