Although the beautiful memories were still alive inside of his soul, it was impossible for him to associate them with the image of him from the days when, young and full of hopes, they planned a life together. Now the only face that came into his mind was the one of human remains on which hung the stinking rags of a cloth. A single spark of life somehow flickered in his expressionless eyes, as if he wanted to hear that verdict from the lying mouth of his fellow judge: sentenced to death for high treason.
(Translated by Iuliana Mocanu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / 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. 
