She thought that life blessed her. She'd even kissed him. She wore on her lips and on her heart the mad taste of boldness of thought and living. She felt her finger searching his palm and her violet stars lingered in her eyes. In the report he had written that it was a UFO, and the bosses had believed him. They said, well, good, and offered him retirement. He obeyed, especially after his heart had warned him. But he knew what he saw, what he felt, what he tasted. After a while, he was still convinced. He had seen a fairy. She was in his thoughts. A fairy. A mad fairy, he knew.
(Translated by Alina-Dorina Nicolae / 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. 
