Our waterfall froze in its fall and we watched the stream of water flowing under the ice sculpture. I too slide up on the frozen waves and you no longer look at me as the beautiful woman that I would be now and here. But I'm fine, because the heart pumps heat and I surprise myself like a burst of lumens or just a fountain watering with love. Mine. Yours. His. Then others too. There are 359 degrees below zero and we immediately come full circle. How only love can be complete. Recommendation: serve with cold water.
(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. 
