It used to go first, it served me for half a century, but for a while it only gave me mulberries, it put me in all kinds of situations, I think it had empathized with my heart. I walked on its jigsaws, it twisted slowly at idle, then it was shaking again, it was probably taking a false breath. In vain I screamed, silence in the attic, doing its own thing. No worries, I will put on another one, to finish the whispers with my heart. I brought the second, digital, 3rd millennium, with
self-control. Now it's doing ML and AI with the old one. On the chest clock. She is smiling.
(Translated by Ana-Maria Muşetescu / 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. 
