There's something in the air. Maybe the sweet and steaky light as if it were a jar of honey spilled over the world. Maybe the chilly wind, like a
long-desired embrace, when your whole being is shivering. Maybe it is the thrilling smell of baked eggplants, of late summer and rain on the horizon. There's something in the air and I don't even feel so well. This strange emotion makes my heart flutter like a butterfly caught in a child's hand and my blood runs through my veins like a wild horse through Letea forest. A feeling, that's it all. Please, cover my heart.
(Translated by Diana-Maria Croitoru / 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 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 Ficțiuni Reale. 
