Uhhh, groaned the priestess lifting her nightgown. She gently inserted the vibrator. What's wrong? What hurts? Father Agheasmie mumbled sleepily from across the bed. The woman stopped. She closed her eyes and sighed. It turned out that Charles Bronson, completely naked, approached the bed, pulled the quilt aside and took her in his arms. She stroked his biceps and felt herself melt. My beautiful lover, she murmured, turning the vibrator back on. The priest's eyes widened in wonder. You never called me that.
(Translated by Cosmina-Florentina Ciobanu / 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. 
