I woke up as a pillar of salt. I froze up. Only my mind wanders madly: with whom I should share my enormous space, whom I should confess my dreams and ideas. Then I shake off my immobility and I started walking. At one margin of the barren place I came across a winding road through a sea of flowers. And a board: one way to humans. The smell tempted you to run to them but I remembered how many of them disappointed me. I returned, with a stick I started writing the story on the sand and I didn't feel alone.
(Translated by Teodora Stoian / 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. 
