I had fallen in love with her in a complicated way. A bachelor flying from flower to flower, I was now turning from predator to prey. We moved together and we were good for a while. She worked at the hospital, a day shift. Then she switched to a night shift, against my will, and the oddities started to come one after the other: flame shaded lipstick, perfume rain, garter. Like the fool I am, I thought they were for me. Yesterday she forgot her agenda on the table. I opened it and looked in the mirror. Two horns stared mockingly at me. My beauty was a night butterfly.
(Translated by Tania Diniță / 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. 
