Yesterday morning, I couldn't find my makeup. Desperate, I started rummaging through drawers. Nothing, no sign of 'em. It seems someone swiped my cosmetics. How can I face the world without rosy cheeks, without a shade of green on my eyelids? I felt the back of my head heating up. I almost fainted. I opened the window to breathe in plenty of air. Then I understood. Autumn stole my makeup to paint her leaves. This morning, my man was not in bed. The house was empty. I immediately figured out that May took him. May from the second floor.

(Translated by Jin-Cristian Yang / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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 September 2021, the group has 7.150 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 Ficțiuni Reale.

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