The little girl proudly wears the uniform of the Falcons of the Homeland. The father is even prouder, holding the blonde wonder in his arms. And what else you've been doing today in kindergarten? We sang. Yes? What did you sing? The national anthem. Romania's national anthem? Nooo, our anthem. The kindergarten's? Oh, daddy, you don't know a thing. The falcons' anthem. Do you want me to sing it to you? Please. The tram has just stopped at the red light. The little girl's delicate voice filled the whole car. Buds sprouted from an ancestral ass. The little girl doesn't understand the giggles of the travellers. It's just a branch of the ancestral trunk.
(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. 
