We met on a dreamy verge, somewhere between desire and fulfilment. I took your face in my hands and caressed your eyes with the silent thought of love. How could I forget that night when words were butterflies of dew and desire between our bodies. You kissed me softly, like a flash of dawn and left my lips sighing as you said goodbye. I didn't forget you, as you reproached me, just delayed, for a moment, to think of you. I have one more chance, one more bullet in the barrel. Please, my love, stay.
(Translated by Cosmina-Florentina Ciobanu / 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. 
