I wandered from place to place, but I couldn't find the entrance. I remembered that he left me the key, but I couldn't remember in which life. I would have liked to still be able to jump between them, but the stars wouldn't let me. For those of us on our planet, the gates of mortals were some kind of road to straying. But I loved him, with his short life. I just had to find that damn key. Maybe I had stuffed it in one of the hearts, so I reach in and pull. No trace of it, only a vague memory from a darkened future.

(Translated by Constantin Istrate / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by prof. Daria Protopopescu / 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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