They had cut off my wings from the root and left me on the side of the road like a prostitute not taken to church even once a year. Only the note they found in my small and calloused palms had witnessed the massacre that had taken place in Heaven. "You are the Way and they will follow you when the Darkness takes over all that is Man". She loved me like a good mother and he was a sailor and stayed gone. When I turned 18, September was on fire. My shoulder blades were burning at sunset.
(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. 
