She was stomping firmly, struggling with each step and barely dragging the 50 shades gathering behind her, just like the fisherman drags a net of unfulfilled wishes. One by one, she had discarded every shadow from within, adorning herself in flowery shirts and smiling whiskers, choosing the sunny alleys and mounting the height's rainbows at each whirling of the depths. The shadows had slipped off shoulders, over hips, bellow thighs, over ankles and had gotten stuck in a crease of the heel.
(Translated by Marta Fulga / 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. 
