Bogdan, is that you? Yes, I am, Grandpa, who could it be. You called me. I didn't call you, how can I call you. Are you ok? I'm fine, in the mountains. We don't really have signal. Well done, very good. When are you getting married? All in time, Grandpa. It appeared to me here that you called me. I have a call. You don't know how to use that phone. You really needed a phone. After a while, it occurred to me that this was his way of checking out how I was doing. The fog was somewhere below me. That number is still on my agenda. Enough signal. I'm trying to call and. The fog.
(Translated by Andreea Theodora Drăgan / 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 May 2023, the group has 11,260 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. 
