With a flick of his hand, the Lord pushed his halo to the back of his head and wiped his sweaty forehead. For the first time he felt old. He called on a seraph to help him put his night garments on, then he ordered for the Garden's gate to be locked. He dragged his feet to the bed made out of clouds and laid down sighing. He was about to fall asleep when he heard the screeching and remembered: he had chained up Time to keep it away from man. He got up, put on his slippers and untied the chain. The scent of mansent the beast tumblingdown under God's bed.
(Translated by Raluca Ioana Crucerescu / 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. 
