She was standing still in the middle of the room. Her white shirt came off and fell to her feet. It was like a final layer of virtue against the evilness of the world. Her pale skin highlighted the latest news imprinted on her. A bruise as a response to a simple I love you. A deep cut on her wrist since her first sense of freedom. A blooming rose as a sign of hope since she got here. Only one place left untouched. Above the heart. Just a sleepy butterfly. She raised her hand and crushed it. It turned into a tear. She kept being quiet. She wanted to escape the memories.
(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. 
