He couldn't remember who he was or where he came from. He knew that the sea is big and the trees are green, but he didn't know whose it was. Who am I, what am I, occupied his time and suspended his days. One night he put his head on the pillow and began to dream. He dreamt that he was loved. He had had stories to tell, but an abrupt ending too. His time had stopped just when everything seemed to go on by itself. Towards morning he woke up with his eyes stuck to the dream. Beyond the threshold, the remaining time tamed the fog. He stopped asking questions. He lived to live.

(Translated by Paula-Silvia Codescu / 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 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 almost daily. 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.

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