Their yielding bodies lay killed in action on the edge of the bed. Her legs lifted their border, and invaders turned into locals. Behind the underwear flag, the pleasures of the flesh set in. Night after night, soldiers with spongy taste buds were tasting her nectar. Sometimes they were wearing a shield, other times they went bare. We're a militaristic peace, she was telling the soldiers. She was searching for the perfect cannon, with a symmetrical shape and a fruitful projectile. Following the prelude, she became a sovereign, and she could name the general, the soldiers and the prisoners.
(Translated by Cristina-Bianca Ion / 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. 
