As he was kissing my eyes, nose, and lips, he told me to let go of my senses with fear. I asked him to cover the bedside lamp with something; strong light inhibited me. He threw the T-shirt over the lampshade, put on some music, I think it was Bach, then came and clung to me. I closed my eyes and covered my breasts with my palms. He explored my body slowly. Love. Then I felt a warm touch on my head. I opened my eyes. His palms were on my hips, mine were on my breasts. I think God blessed me.

(Translated by Otilia Mocanu / 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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