and she slowly undid the buttons of her dress without getting up from the couch, letting it fall gently to the carpet. She sat relaxed and closed her eyes, thinking he wouldn't like her white skin. In the corner of her lips, where he first touched her, a flower bud sprouted. His fingers glided lightly over her skin, and right away, tree branches appeared and wrapped her in a tight embrace. As his touch descended down her neck, her body took the shape of the valleys and hills of spring and he wandered to the foothills. You smell like green forest, baby.
(Translated by Andreea Ciubuc / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by conf. dr. Daria Protopopescu / 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 December 2022, the group has 9,880 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. 
