When his ma made him, she wanted to call him Roboscope. He seemed hardy, his lungs strong. You could say she made a pile of metal, not a lad. Then she kept spinning him on her fingers, studying him hard. As the light shone on his skin, she could tell he was special. He shines somewhat. She turned from Roboscope to Stroboscope. She had hard at the disco on the hill he'a a globe that gathers women \'round him. That was his name until the mayoress wrote Horrorscope in the papers. She did wrong. I did too when I married him.
(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. 
