A white tablecloth. A bouquet of forget-me-nots laid between them. Don Pablo knew she was lying, and that was the biggest mistake one could make: These walls are built with snow bricks; even the dress you're wearing turns back to dust with just one touch. With a last shred of dignity, Doña Blanca tied her hair in a bun, revealing a single leaf-shaped earring dangling from her left ear. The hollowness of the silencer like a rolled one-hundred-dollar bill chilled the back of her neck.
(Translated by Cristina-Bianca Ion / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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. 
