I have no idea how long I've been wandering the seas, drawn in purplish winds and hunchbacked under the leaden sky. I remember the Captain's eagle eyes while riding the waves. He ended up shattering his iris and the boat as he handled the sea like some scarf in the face of the storm. Since I've been thrown on the reddish beach, I got up with difficulty, I stretched the kinks out of my muscles and felt for my salty face. A riddle was studded with sandy letters on the back of my left hand. Who can give another what they don't have? Riddle me out, you fool.
(Translated by Andra Daiana Păuna / 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. 
