I looked to the left, I looked to the right, they weren't the same. I didn't know which one to pick, they would foresee different destinies. I clenched my palms into fists with all their lines and walked forward. After a while they started to hurt from the clenching. The idea of opening them came to me, to place them one over the other, to see what would happen. But I couldn't see the lines from the inside, how they crossed, what drawing of life came out of them. A voice from within told me that this is no longer palm reading, but praying.
(Translated by Nina Tufă / 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. 
