I believed you. And it hurts like hell that you're not coming. A pain seeping into the barren womb, in a perpetual search for the germinating seed. Waiting, the heart has grown cracks where tears are weeping. Yesterday morning they spilled out the window. An ocean. In her left eye, a seagull wriggles out of nowhere. The right eye mirrors the mast. White flag fills the sky. Silence. Then, suddenly, a whine floods the deck. Wrapped in the guilt of return, you brought me back. Love is the beginning. All of it.
(Translated by Cristina-Nicoleta Costache (Mircea) / 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. 
