you know exactly that there were so many, only you held them, you caressed the bright, cold face of each one of them. You told them to come in the evening, when the moon would hide in a cloud, and the rustling of the leaves would be heard louder than their clinking. Your hand reached out, showing, without any hesitation, the place where, surrounded by friends, you waited for peace to descend on your heart, like a white dove, holding an olive branch in its beak. You alone kissed your right cheek. Forgive yourself and stop blaming some thirty pieces of silver.

(Translated by Iuliana Mocanu / 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.

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