Yes. Maybe if I keep writing there is still some hope, however small, instead of wasting away in this muddy and lightless aquarium. I need oxygen, to feel my lungs lifting me up and making me fly, not simply float. Too long have I waited here, among these dark thoughts, among these sinful, dazing feelings. I've lied to myself for so long that I've lost sight of any sort of truth. I would like to find him, embrace him. Because I no longer know anything. Is there anyone here? Have you seen Nemo?
(Translated by Constantin Istrate / 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. 
