Brownish sweat was dripping down his neck. He had such thin skin on his chest, a skin that looked like a huge blister the size of his whole body, through which white worms with gaping mouths can be seen between in the veins, brown centipedes walking back and forth in a yellowish liquid like pus and which it goes to a cut, to a bleeding, rancid wound through which these crawling insects emerge and which proceed to the mouth. Half a bucket of meat, that's all that's left after a mine explosion. I watched that in a movie.
(Translated by Andreea Laura Stanca / 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. 
