He slipped the note in her palm, with the concern of a blind man who touches the walls of a new room. He watched her sleep and realized for the millionth time that the Universe had finally smiled back at him. He slightly smiled with the side of his mouth and he gently let his lips, in a kiss, on her eight-world wonder neck. They had been laughing crazily the whole night about Jim, the priest who was their friend as well. Look at his solemn cercopithecoid face and Luana laughed in his arms, biting his earlobe. Yes baby, but look how sexy he is when he says:
Now you are The Colbs.
(Translated by Claudia Cioplea / 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.
