Ciordiles Acatistum, how's it going in the cathedrals? Too bad, most blessed one. At Saint Ilievici, the deceiver of the revolution, the parishioners violated the hologram of the pious Firea and then fled with the relics of Saints Ceausescu. In the cathedral of Saint Arafat, the steward, three android priests drowned in the barrels with holy water. But the worst is at National Redemption Church where the crowd took the Great White Cockerel out of the box and dragged him into the virtual stake. Oh, Magad, good would have been a virus now.
(Translated by Emilia-Georgiana Călinescu / 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 November 2021, the group has 7.500 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. 
