The wind was blowing and the waves were crashing strongly. He was falling and lifting himself up easily. The board and the breeze were his only friends. On the water he wasn't mortal anymore. Life's short, and he accepted that. Wave after wave, the good and the bad. He just needed to be careful. To jump when he had to jump and keep his balance when the ocean was trying to bring him down. Adrenaline was pumping in his blood feeding him. He lived through the ocean and the ocean through him. If tomorrow brought him death, everything would be the same. The same energy. The same vibration. A drop.
(Translated by Ioana Busuioc / 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. 
