Finally, the stars lined up and I have a metallic cauldron. I nicely set it in the middle of the meadow and lit the fire under. My neighbour is dying of curiosity - she looks over the fence and doesn't understand a thing. I'm peeling some potatoes, to put them on the embers. Soup, madam Cristina. We're making soup. I'm a sweetie, it's going to be good. She crosses herself while she takes the corner. The champagne cork also takes the corner. It's wonderful to be barefoot in the grass. I shut my eyes to see the forest better. Honey, please turn up the blackbird. Life is good with me. Thank you.
(Translated by Oana-Roxana Dicilea / 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 May 2022, the group has 8,350 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. 
