Tell me, he asked me on our last day together, if you were a butterfly, let's say white, with a black dot on your left wing, and you landed on a cold, late autumn night in front of an open window, and you would be drawn in by a lighted candle and fall happily, wings outstretched, into its fire, or would you wait unmoved in the cold for the sun's kiss, knowing that it would find you frozen, like a curled leaf that has nothing left but to float on the wind to the earth?
(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. 
