So he slowly lets me draw what is simply an intention of a self portrait: a nobody, with his dreams dead as soon as they were born, I don't know why I am afraid to live, condemned in a hurry, by a cursing coward, as long as he lives, in vain to love; born from the dream of flying, I wanted to disturb the sky and this earthly destiny was nothing but torment for me, how to be born with the soul of an eagle, imprisoned in the body of a penguin? Now, maybe you will believe me, and you will understand how my nature is, I pray to the gods not to see me, I pray not to look back.
(Translated by Ana Spînu / 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 April 2022, the group has 8,175 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. 
