That year, a freckle popped on the Sun. Amused, God moved it across the star's face, from a cheek to another, to its eyelashes, to its eyebrows. When the freckled fun was done, the Earth got home, and He continued His siesta on Mars, because a rib was paining him on a side. Since then, humans ponder upon ephemerality. In the womb of the Cosmos, we received a sprinkle of life and now I'm asking Him to carry you across my eyelashes, to let me taste you with my eyes, just for eternity. The other one, is reserved for immortality.
(Translated by Ana Spînu / 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. 
