Which was a bad thing to do. Really bad. I worship.... I forgot his name. THAT. What do you call him? Call him by name so I can tell him. Look, it's on the tip of my tongue and I can't quite get it. Ugh. I forgot. Who do I worship? Look, I don't even know who I worship anymore. Only that I worship HIM. What do you call him? That... what's his name? Man, I don't remember. No, no, because he's not the fat one, nor the one with a beard, nor THAT one with the clammy hands, nor THAT one with the nails. What do you call him, man? Can't remember ... slip of the mind. I forget words. Aha, done. I know. I worship the WORD.
(Translated by Laura-Elena Dobrin / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by prof. dr. Nadina Vișan / Edited 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 October 2022, the group has 9,400 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. 
