I went to the Opera because I thought it was decorate Christmas trees with Bănică concert, you know, and them was dancing Swan lake, the one with the black and white, the birds, lake stuff, because whoever likes those I can't even think with my head. What birdies, there was only cocks in those leggings, Dorian Gray was waving his anatomy in the mirror, you know what I mean? I woke up screaming: smurf you, with your sleepy yap, I dreamt I was swimming among the swans and falling into a whirlpool like from a lake into holes.
(Translated by Andreea Grințescu / 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 April 2023, the group has 11,000 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. 
