We quarreled like fools, as if we were enemies, at the end we looked at each other for a long time, silent and exhausted, with a mixture of hatred and love in our eyes, scorching and freezing, daggers and tulips, longing and repulsion, until tears began to flow and I turned my back on you without a word. I have been walking since then and no one can find me, only in the morning greeted me with a smile a rose with petals on which the dew was no different from your tears, diamonds on the crown of life, to which we are sometimes blind.
(Translated by Diana Pașcanu / 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. 
