They had discovered the journey into the past. There were commercials everywhere. Sir John was so unhappy. Anne had found out about babe; they had a nasty divorce, and babe went out with another with more money. John decided to change the past on the day Anne had found out. The transport company put him in the capsule. So back 587 years, right? said the engineer, a bit hammered. Days, not years, John screamed. It was too late. He found himself lying on some straw. He was braying like a donkey. A fat girl was upon him. A pig was munching on the return device.
(Translated by Iuliana Danciu / 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 June 2021, the group has 6.650 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. 
