Her long fingers, covered in satin gloves that enveloped her gazelle-likeforearm, are gently holding the mother-of-pearl cigarette holder. Her cherry-red lips are blowing flower-shaped puffs -puffs of smoke from which ashes are flaking off - and there's a sultry feline look nested between her long eyelashes. The Gentleman hands her the glass, bearer of temptations and illusions, and she looks through the amber liquid, into the distance, towards the five stars horizon, pondering in her heart and stomach what the next night will mean. Passion, surrender, hope, then another blue morning searchingfor the lost time.
(Translated by Andreea Teodorescu-Colciu / 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. 
