It was raining heavily the day I gave you the kiss. I was shaking in your strong arms but I knew that was no game. For centuries now, I've been listening to you calling me in ballad tone, through water whisper. I am thirsty and not being with you hurts deeply, but I've learned to accept immobility and burden. I often feel knife tips searching for me and then finding my salty trace, leaving numbers carved close to my heart. But I endure the pain while dreaming of you, my love. Today, 2002 is marked by remnants of me and you and the infinite in between.

(Translated by Elena Florea / 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 almost daily. 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.

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