Do you know where you get your strength from? From here. And he's spinning his hand as far as the eye can see. From the coast that climbs steeply to the old lady from the forest. There you have the coolness of the dawn caught in beaded dew on the leaves. From the pasture that fed us before the wolf devoured my sheep. But more of this gold, he says carefully unwrapping the milk corn. He gave you the hair and the eyes and the body. You are a peasant as I am and the women of our tribe were. You have all the gifts of the peasant. Don't waste it and don't forget: we all brought our offering for you.
(Translated by Medeea Alexandra Stan / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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 August 2022, the group has 9,000 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. 
