I dream of falling from high above and try to remember what it was written in the flight manual; but to no avail. All I can think of is a recipe for duck on a cabbage bed with oranges. I resign myself and say: It is what it is. It is always at that moment that a flock of ducks and a flock of cabbages fly past me, followed by a stray orange that shouts: Pull the string! Pull the string! My wife wakes me up and tells me to leave her alone, and not to pull her panties. It's very bad, what does it mean, doctor? You're a genius, just like Einstein, you dream of tramps.
(Translated by Ana-Maria Batog / 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. 
