You told me you wanted to be alone and I let you all alone. Alone, I repeated in my thoughts a thousand times. I would spread your lie on the sheets, frame it, scribble it. I knew you were never alone. So I thought of cutting half of you, in the middle of the scalp, chest and organs, through the blood. Suddenly you looked concrete, fine, runny, maybe a little translucent. Then I stopped, not because I wanted to, but because I was tormented by a dream. Loneliness is a dream, not a nightmare, please be acknowledged in the protocol.

(Translated by Oana Georgiana Minea / 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.

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