I went to the desert. On foot. Barefoot. I am punishing myself. Anyway, I haven't felt free for a long time. What? They made you manager of a multinational company? Come again? They also promoted me and doubled my salary? They kicked Cristi and Vio out? Listen, I have 35% battery left and no charger. Anyway, my other batteries need to be charged. I don't know if I'll be back, I'll let you know. Through puffs of smoke. When you see a phoenix bird on fire in the sky, it means that I have been reborn. If anything changes, you let me know. The same.
(Translated by Alin-Marian Mărgescu / 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. 
