The night is full of ephemeris. Fishermen wait to do their wedding dance, and after mating they die, becoming bait. They are nymphs buried in the feeding mud for two years, only to turn into butterflies, love for a few hours and die. It is said that there are people who were not left with whoever they wanted, so they reincarnated in ephemeris, just for those magical moments. How many people with long lives have not had love. Grandma, you were an orphan. God put Bunuțu's heart on my soul.
(Translated by Carla-Marina Ștefănescu / 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. 
