The priest's wife placed the box with cooking oil in the shopping cart. Priest Agheasmie shrugged his shoulders, resignedly. The Apocalypse is coming, she said while grabbing a packet of sugar. That's what somebody said on Facebook. We lack rice, salt, white flour and corn flour, she counted on her fingers. Like hell it will, his Holiness mumbled. Nothing will come. A bottle of Jack Daniel's smiled at him from the liquor shelf. He looked at it longingly and sighed. No alcohol, Father, she warned him. When his wife moved, the priest shoved the bottle under his cassock.
(Translated by Georgiana Morozii / 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 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. 
