Who do you love more, Mom or Dad? Is the right half of the circle rounder than the left? And why the circle, after all? Why should it be perfect? The incongruities (pfff, what a fussy word) intertwine and polish each other. Mountains are outlined by valleys. The smooth surface of the sea hides chasms and monsters. A day without night is a nightmare. A night without day is desolate. Everything comes out of the intertwining of opposites, galaxies swirling around each other. Whom and why. Do you love? Yes, I do. Period.
(Translated by Cosmina-Florentina Ciobanu / 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. 
