In town, they called her Ballerina. Her smile was always on her face. And the lip gloss. When she appeared on the street, tall and graceful as a flamingo, you couldn't fix your eyes on her and forget about her. On Monday, after the show, Sofia was heading, sanctimoniously, toward the gray dungeon of some white souls. Twenty creatures were staring at her with bright eyes, waving their arms at the angel who filled their lives with candy and love. When she left there, invariably, her heart played Russian roulette.
(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. 
