I stood by the glass door and watched the snow. Outside, a pile of long, cut and stacked trees, frozen on the edge of the creek. The fire is burning inside, in the corner of the room. It's hot. Quiet. Then I saw him jump out of the world I just thought was familiar: a wild horse. The window was steaming with excitement and I rushed in the winter. Whatever it is, which is which. The limits of fear are trampled underfoot. How he broke the fence, I was surprised to wonder. Outside, the world was becoming new, exploding around freedom.
(Translated by Ana-Maria Mușetescu / 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 December 2021, the group has 7.750 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. 
