Damn, the thorns in my pajama pants were all I was missing,' he muttered. He slipped his muddy slippers into a puddle and burst out. 'And where the fuck are you, woman, where the fuck are you, you befuddled, and where the fuck am I going at night. I'm so stupid, at least I could get a flashlight. And boots, but when I could only shout, wait for me, and she, with a shiver of enthusiasm, went across. Extraordinary, he impersonated her , a parallel universe, let's see what it's like. Who the hell was expecting to get from the bedroom into the middle of the woods.
(Translated by Angelica Ioana Curcan / 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.