she counted. The heart was the first victim, then pieces of the body and soul. She accepted the blows with resignation, she licked her wounds with a gratitude that she herself did not understand. She would rub her scars with the absurd hope that the next one would throw down their weapons, clasp their hands tightly, and she would slip into that place warm as a home and stay there. The last and best of all blew her mind. One night she grabbed the 30 crosses around her neck and threw herself on the wings of the wind. Nothing hurt anymore.

(Translated by Florina Șamata / 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.

0 comentarii