Wait, my, won't you stop fretting already? I'm not doing anything; he was ogling her far too young body. She was trapped between a sticky body and a rough wall against which she was rubbing her back, as if trying to pass through it, to nestle between the bricks. My, why are you so scared? The only way out is through, it ain't the oldest profession for nothing. Solitude's echo struck the flesh of the soul and wandered deep into the being of the girl, the mother, generations of silenced women, condemned to solitude. 

(Translated by Cristina-Bianca Ion / 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 almost daily. 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.

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