She had been combing her hair for more than fifteen minutes, then she always dressed in a new dress, not the one she wore the day before, and left to the edge of the forest. She would watch the log wagons going down the rails, hoping she would find him on the last wagon. And once he reached two meters above the ground, he would carelessly jump laughing, kissing her red and full of love lips. She was once part of his story, and he had stayed in her story. And, for the last three years, when the last wagon passed empty, she would always scream at the cold black firs: where are you?
(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. 
