In their small little apartment about which they were jokingly calling a bed with a door, the sunset would often find them awake. In moments like those, the air was so thin that it felt like they were levitating and that they could get lost between the stars on the ceiling. Today, he woke up determined, so he took the soap, the rope and the chair from under the bed and took them into the bathroom. He showered, then he tied the rope. What are you doing there, she slid in the bathroom as well. Tah-dah, we have a dryer. It would rain over it if we had one on the balcony, which we don't. She wrapped her hands around his neck: until we moved to the moon. And afterwards. Eh, small things, and inhales her whole.

(Translated by Liliana Popescu / 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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