I was also blind as a night cab's sign lamp whose driver has no clue about how many love stories or disillusions he binds between destinations 'till morning, I was also deaf as a stone rounded in wave's rustling, I was also mute as a pianist who silently presses his passion on the keys, but I also sang the chorus, alone in the crowd, I heard in my pulse at the edge of heart attack, my unsaid
I love you and I saw, with great childlike eyes, the miracle of the world. The genius part is that this is how I found out that only the sixth sense, happiness, matters.
(Translated by Alin-Marian Mărgescu / 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. 
