Once a week she would send him a letter. She opened the word box and weaved sentences like a blue breeze for him. "I miss you" became a gateway to the place where their souls had once united. As the first word lay on paper, he smiled as if looking at a summer sunrise. "I'm awake", it was heard in the ether. "I'm here, I'm waiting for you." She blushed, feeling the warmth of his arms from afar. You're there tumbling, like a wave, a bittersweet tear on her cheek. But she wiped it, tasted it, and knew he could be here, not there.

(Translated by Diana Paşcanu / 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 almost daily. 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.

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