I can't write, but I can read signs. When the sun warms the entrance of my den, it's a sign that I need to wake up. I'm starving. I crawl to the hazel bush and fill up my belly with buds. They're not great, but I have no other choice. It's a long time till raspberry season. When the cold wind starts blowing from the mountains, it's a sign that the plums and nuts from The Moustachioed have ripened. He's a good one. I must leave him a message here, under the walnut tree. When he digs it up with a stick, he'll find out how much I appreciate his work.
(Translated by Oana-Roxana Dicilea / 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. 
