That I had been a woman's snake since I was a child. Aunt Lola had taught me that forgetfulness of mystery. So I wasn't surprised when this girl called me yesterday that I should be hers. Flattering. That he's coming after me today, let's go out. That he saw me one day in the hospital lobby. The girl is punctual. I look in the viewfinder. I like. Elegant in black. He's on his back, I hope he doesn't have his eyes open, I hate that. And it seems very high to me, oh, holy, I hope we don't look like two funny people together. I open with emotion. And she has, her scythe trembling in her hand.
(Translated by Laura-Elena Dobrin / 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 June 2022, the group has 8,500 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. 
