Let's go, shall we? I'm not going anywhere, she said, reinforcing her words with a gaze as cold as a gun barrel, quickly followed by a silence as heavy as lead, which struck him like a
point-blank bullet to the forehead. He felt his brains smearing the wall, a wall displaying their wedding pictures. He turned around with a mechanical gesture without looking back, and left the conjugal home, slamming the door behind him. The shock wave caused one of the framed pictures to fall off. She gracefully dug her heel in his mug.
(Translated by Ioana Diana Sandu / 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 July 2021, the group has 6.800 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. 
