He had loved her from the first moment. He didn't know her name. He hadn't seen her before. They were both waiting in line for gas tanks. She had a grocery cart, he didn't. She had doe eyes and he had stag horns. It was the first time waiting smelt like lady's perfume. And what a woman! My goodness, I'm getting married! I wish to be Gellu Naum and have 50 shadows accompanying her everywhere. In the park, at home, in dreams and between whispers, in late sunset, at the end of the night. And then I too shall write about "The preciseness of the shadow", beyond death.
(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. 
