On the eve of Ovidenia, he was spraying holy water, and he quashed, and lay waiting for the heavens to open to her too, for the longing of her people burned her. God will have mercy, she thought, but for 7 years now God had a different job. On the grinning nights like this, they burn blue fires on the hidden treasures and the animals talk, his old man told her when she was little, and she put her ear on the stables door to listen. I forgot to bless the animals with holy water, she said to herself, and stood up. And then God remembered her.
(Translated by Andreea Theodora Drăgan / 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. 
