The doctor, who had seen lots of horrible things during the years of war in the fields among the smelly swamps and the deceiving quagmires, who had sewed bone-reaching wounds, who had amputated shattered hands and legs, who had drained disgusting furuncles and pus-filled infections, who had cured chancres and other diseases from brothels, he felt a terrible fear when he moved the handkerchief away from his eyes, because nothing compared to the burnt sockets by the vitriol of the dumped mistress, and he immediately knew that it would be his last morning.
(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. 
