He's old, too old to survive in those harsh conditions. Since the ship hit the rocks and he was hurled here, here he carves his eternal hut. He was lucky with that coconut tree that was split by lightning, the hollow he needed so he could fit effortlessly in its hospitable belly. Between four planks, he won't have to shiver with the cold, the starvation and I won't have to hear every night wailing pathetically when he lays in the hole dug in the mellow sand for his much desired godsent rest.
(Translated by Ana-Maria Denisa Neagu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / 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. 
