I found you somewhere down South. You were generous and strong. You had big wings, drawn in shades of heart. I brought you to my northern world. I left you for a moment at the edge to discover it. I don't know if it confused you or scared you, but I sensed you'd go back. I tore a strip of sky and laid it on your shoulders. Please stay. I give you everything. But I don't need it all. I need the south. And I needed you. Bells are ringing. I'm treading in the footprints left by wings. Not tomorrow. Not then. Today. I'm rising, heart.
(Translated by Anca Maria Florea / 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. 
