We returned in the place where together with you, we would choose to shorten the road through unfenced orchards instead of crossing the beaten and conventional paths. You were always in a hurry to anywhere and I thought it would be like that forever. For a sigh I stumbled over your shadow and folded it with forgotten caresses from the cold slab it had frozen. Then I intertwined in my own inability to keep my word, and I wandered with all the diamonds flowing on my cheeks, in my childhood with you in my soul.
(Translated by Angelica Ioana Curcan / 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. 
