It was worth getting up at four. Twice a year they milk the stars and that milk is healing. It wasn't far to go but my father On walked briskly, I kept my eye on the coffee so I wouldn't spill it. Look, here the buffaloes from the Big Dipper have gone loose and chased us, Grandpa says, remember? We threw you in the nettles then and you came out silver, powdered with stardust. He's putting his arm around my shoulders. I'm all right. I'm drinking latte with grandpa.
(Translated by Anca Maria Florea / 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 June 2023, the group has 11,430 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. 
