She had a shiny, yellow snake coiled around one of her legs. She carried the snake with her lazily, and if you approached without permission, she would sic the snake on you. Here, give your friend a drop of my blood, I offered, after cutting my ring finger with a penknife. My friend doesn't need dirty blood, she said disgusted. Don't come close; I don't have time for people like you. I'm looking for refuge. It's getting dark, she grumbled. Is it? When was the last time you saw the sun? The sun doesn't have much time left, woman, I told her with a forced grin.
(Translated by Andreea Laura Stanca / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / 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 November 2022, the group has 9,580 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. 
