And it is not just any type of tree, it is a secular ficus. Well, you're nice, polite, I come from the cave, we don't really fit. I'm waiting for you on the left corner of the tower block. Come to me, I'm home alone. What is your dad saying? He doesn't say anything, he's not home. He's at a party, at some fifth cousin of District Seven. Let's see if my GPS works, who knows in which nest I would end up. He burps for a long time. I ate a vegan snake. Oh, what an exciting sound. But we will do it like normal people, not like bats, because my blood is rushing to my head. Let's move fast because the daylight is coming.
(Translated by Ioana Oacheșu / 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. 
