He hadn't seen Him for seven days. He was always locked in the workshop, mumbling and hammering. What he was doing, what he was up to, only he knew. He didn't want to get into trouble with the Old Man. He'd given him a good job as a doorman. His son had set him up with Him, back when he was a hipster and he was a poor fisherman, but now he'd really outdone himself. He was worried. The door slammed against the wall. He entered reluctantly. The Old Man was sitting in a corner, exhausted. Well, Peter? What do you think? God, what's this? What do you mean? THE WORLD.
(Translated by Lenuța Bejenaru / 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. 
