Today I met Marin Moraru. Stuck in traffic, driving, Marin. From a profile it was him, otherwise he was just a stranger. The Universe took Marin. It also took Amza, Draga, Dem, Toma, Gheorghe, Tamara, Ștefan. Olga, Marga, Colea, Sebastian, Ilarion. How warm were the days when you could see them on the street and on stage. The wicked universe hurried them with one feeling, instead of a thousand of thousands of feelings. It's not a story, it's just a thought. With naughty people you can always call by their first name, because they played like no one else.
(Translated by Anca Cristina Ilie / 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 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. 
