Do you think something could keep us apart? I smile, counting the moments until a wave will take my golden sandals from the sand and wave them on the moonbeam. What could, you ask, handing me my glass of wine. What if we stop loving each other? Then what do you care, we've already given each other what we could. I look at my sandals rolled in foam, then I say to hell with it, that's love and fear I throw it with me into the sea, the waves lick my thin shoulders, and you laugh on the shore, with me in your eyes, as no one has ever laughed at me, mirroring me.
(Translated by Carla-Marina Ștefănescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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 March 2022, the group has 8,050 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. 
