It all came to me from the evening I took the sled, set the GPS and flew it to that angel of a girl. I was supposed to drop off a package for her, by appointment. I came down the chimney; the little girl thanked me and said the Nicene Creed to me in Chinese, sitting on my lap, dressed in Eve's leaf. By the time I got out, I couldn't fit down the chimney and I had a bit of a limp. I walked out the door. In the hallway I saw myself in a mirror, changed from Brad Pitt to Jean Constantine. Don't disguise yourself as Santa Claus; soot ruins your life.
(Translated by Lorina Xiaoyu Hou / 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. 
