A whole mummy and the priest quarrel, but she does not give up. He has already been praying for days for God to take the baby, that there is no shadow of what her child was, only pain over too tired bones. Occasionally, the little man opens his eyes and she's there: tears carved on her face and a bitter farewell smile. Mother, what's behind that door? Toys, my love. And oranges. I packed them in my heart to be good for you. Go on, dear. Go to play. A door creaked bittersweet like an angel. My mother, torn like smoke, says thanks.

(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 almost daily. 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.

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