The infinite standing up. And zero? So it can be shared, to go back to laying. And the point? Just like an Archimedean support, to move the earth. But still, eight? Yes, like a ripe evangeler, like a ripe edenic fruit. 8.0? I lived love for eight years, until I stopped it with a point and all that was left was zero. Are you crying? Yes, sometimes. Kind of often. Did you hope for more? I wished to move the earth. And eight? That's how the sysiphic image appeared, when I was lifting the boulder. Until some point, the zero. Do you still believe in love? Of course. Infinitely.
(Translated by Ema-Teodora Rădulescu / 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 March 2023, the group has 10,790 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, Luchian Abel, and Vlad Mușat. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale. 
