I know that it is always the same, even if it comes in my way in different guises. I first met him when I was 3 years old. He was huge. His head touched the lamp with a hundred bulbs. He was whispering to me: don't cry, lad, Uncle Remus is healing you. Another time he was dressed in a red outfit, like a mountain reascue. He scooped me up from the snow, tied me to the stretcher and carried me to the hospital. Now, I feel him here, very close. I haven't seen him yet, but I wish he had blue eyes, a small nose, and dimples in his cheeks.
(Translated by Georgiana Carmen Rădulescu / 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 September 2022, the group has 9,250 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. 
