Hey, bercub, get out of my closet. Giggles. What's a bercub, sweetheart? It's kind of a smaller bear. The bibirushts admire themselves in the mirror. It's cold outside, but they have fine socks and a tutu skirt - we have firewood - and they are ballerinas in their dreams. Why are you wearing skirts?, asks the little stone stuffed in a robe. Because we're ballerinas, the girls answer. The whole tent bursts into laughter. They find it humiliating to laugh at a fine ballerina. I'm leaving, said the large firefly, slamming the door. And I Envelope. The little one dragged the train of her cape after her.
(Translated by Andreea-Alexandra Șerbănescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / 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 October 2021, the group has 7.275 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. 
