There is no one up the street. Or down the street. He pushes aside some fence boards and slips into the back yard. A dog is barking somewhere. He swallows dry. No one. He knows the place well, 33 paces ahead, left, round the woodpile crackling with mould and rot. Through the broken window, he slips his body and the darkness swallows him. For one night, Saul dreams fondly of the days when the shop was still his. He does not know that I, Raphael, his guardian angel, am watching over his sleep, perched on a pile of wood rustling with mould and rot.

(Translated by Oana Georgiana Minea / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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 January 2023, the group has 10,220 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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