For a while, the boy was making truths as he made implausible explanations, and the girl struggled to believe them. But she no longer could, his lies froze the waters of her heart. But her longing melted them, and she wavered between floating in the boat of trust or raising piers in the face of despair. As he slept carelessly, she wiped out her problem with her soul. He sent out an ark full of the creatures that had once inhabited a world, and he filled it with cannonballs of indifference. Do you know what a love sounds like when it sinks? None.
(Translated by Georgiana Morozii / 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. 
