That's it, the light went out, the curtains were drawn. The applause faded; the spectators went to their homes an pubs. I hurried to the cabin, so I could be only me with myself, but the corridor was too dark and the bulb light bounced back too brightly from the mirror. Somehow everything is too much, nothing is enough. It's like you're in too much of a hurry. And time is too short. I took off the colorful
make-up: the suit is too big and the shoes are a little tight: all I want now is to get out of this exaggerated role. I would go home, but time is running late at home.
(Translated by Carol Popa Zafiriadi / 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. 
