that's how they were all calling him now. Maybe for his impressive physique, maybe because when the car had run into him, he'd only been left with some scratches, or maybe for that time, when his body had shielded 4 children, upon the house's collapse. Or maybe for that day when an earthquake had struck and he hadn't been shaken by it. He wasn't indestructible. He was 2-meters tall and lumbered. He cried in secret and sniffed over The Notebook like a diva dumped on New Year's Eve. When he found out they were expecting twins, he bought drinks for everyone. He didn't touch a single drop.
(Translated by Andreea Teodorescu-Colciu / 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. 
