From the darkness of an obscure thought, the blood of a weary and sterile chakra is trickling, thus validating my impotence. I am the spectator of my own drab life, encouraged to applaud it by other applauders paid by the hour. With a last-ditch conceit I change my fate, giving it a twist of a wise snake. I'm sick of hearing that the apocalypse is coming year after year. I am still waiting for the beginning. Isn't that what's missing? I cut a vein with the blinkers' lens which I have broken, shattering it against my thoughts. I am waiting for the Beginning.
(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. 
