He walks slowly on the same route. He offers her his arm and holds a hand over her small hand. He softly describes the colors of autumn and the scent of spring. In the summer he buys her red roses. In Winter he keeps her from slipping and gently scolds her for not dressing properly. He remembers her events from their youth and have a lot of fun together. Sometimes they are talking as long as the walk lasts. At other times, they just walk in silence. Him, a distinguished, elegant and melancholy gentleman. Her, a breeze, a memory.
(Translated by Medeea Alexandra Stan / 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 January 2022, the group has 7.830 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. 
