Ophiuchus. My bottomus hurtus. Could be lupus exantematicus? Could be mucus. I sneezedus, alupigus. Could be luculus? I was hungrius. Could be a star? Stella nova in pede serpentarii. Keple and NASA saidus. Blah, it came on him. The head of the snake. I'll show it to you, but I am ashamedus. I have good friends, Asclepius, Imhotep, Aesculapi, Osiris, Horus, Isis. Actually, I have an ego. Which doesn't believe in resurrected scorpions, birds or snakes. I am afraid to even cross the street. What if a carus comes right then? Mortua will beus Ius.
(Translated by Denisa Stanciu / 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 July 2022, the group has 8,750 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. 
