Only love and sin carried me, at late hours at night, through the cemetery, hoping that this time I would convince her. The smell of earth revived and unfriendly shook my senses, and that sinister steam, which had fallen over the eternal places, allowed me to see only the high crosses of the wealthy. The graves amplified the sound of rubber boots. I saw the lantern on, a few feet in front of me, and my heart started beating hard. We're running tonight, I repeated to myself. I didn't see the shovel coming.
(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. 
