It's the same Earth. The same disasters. The same people. Some are good, some not so much. As a species, I could say, totally destructive. A bunch of individuals that hope to get Somewhere. A Heaven maybe, a better karma, another planet. They talk much about light, energy, feeling. Who is still listening to them? They are so insignificant. We don't want to give them any sign. They don't know, but we are already here. We put obstacles in front of them from time to time. Just for fun. We were like them. Now we are and at the same time, we are not. We watch them sleeping. Dreaming. Breathing.
(Translated by Mălina Ioana Butaru / 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. 
