This is where dad was enrolled in the army. As you keep going forward, you pass the military museum, pass pits and mud, enter the cemetery, at the second path turn right, jump the cemetery fence and fall into the middle of the unit. The fence was freezing, and when there was a wedding of a superior, the round trip meant burns on the palms, stolen and later broken brandy bottles, and days of "quarantine". Or arrest. They also prepared for war, they hid bullets in lumps, and after firing, they threw themselves barely alive and frozen in bed.
(Translated by Oana Georgiana Minea / 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. 
