Then there was almost nothing. It just seemed to him that some angels were flying around him, marveling at how white and naked he is. He'd get up to make a phone call, but all the phones were icons. He would drink a glass of water, but the world's water had dried up and only the mountain peaks still remembered it. Almost nothing, almost ready for the Supreme Encounter, with the human fear of reaching for the pitch on the Last Day. Then a voice suddenly gave him back the prayer that fed him daily: Vasileee, have you been drinking again, you pig?
(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. 
