Dusty country road, 7 km from the station. I'm panting in the sun, backpack on my back. I see in the distance a muddy mud running and barking in desperation. I got scared and I think about my grandmother. He approaches, I recognize him and he jumps into my arms. Hey, Brezoi, my little old man, have you broken the chain again, have you sniffed me out again for coming on holiday? My dear, I brought you pate from Bucharest, I didn't know you could smell it through the tin. The board with the name of the village held a boy and a dog. And a warm summer together.
(Translated by Cristina-Nicoleta Costache (Mircea) / 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. 
