Every morning is a story that you read or write, depending on how you wake up. Today's one is about how God cries with small and tiny tears. Earlier he was roaring in gusts, I could hear the large and heavy drops hitting the windowsill hard, foreshadowing the flood, but His fury was appeased and now I hear Him sobbing and softly crying. Smile, God, your sky darkened across the whole market. Or cry for a whole week, to wring the season from all the pain inside it. Guess who gets the last laugh, says the rainbow, serene.
(Translated by Tania Diniță / 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. 
