They wanted to throw me in a mass grave, to slowly strip me of my dreams. The pagans wanted to blindfold me and bind my wings, to make me falter in my stolen beliefs. They wanted to buy me with bone jewellery, to make me break free from the chains of heavy longings. They wanted to boil me in their
pitch-filled cauldrons, to make me curse the fires of summer. Life is horrible among them. But I thank you. Only this way, can I be the real me. Do not hate me, there's no reason, evil men haven't managed to change the way I feel about you: I love you, Hatred. Yours truly, Love.
(Translated by Diana Mîndruță-Tănăsescu / 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. 
