She had been riding all night. Her body became one with the horse's body. Firs and juniperssprang up left and right and she lost track of where the road began and where it would end. Perhaps the road took hold of her and she couldn't stop. Perhaps she became a river bed where all the people close to her were flowing since the beginning of times. I'll wait for you, Iorgu, and you shall return to me for there is no other way. And if possible, I'll go on the battlefield and rip the damned Kaiser's heart from his chest
(Translated by Alin Sescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected 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 February 2023, the group has 10,500 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. 
