14.10.2024

Aurelian Țolescu
On an evening in 2019, at 2 Mai, the seaside resort. Our friends surprised us in such a wonderful way. They waited for us on the beach with food, cheer and warmth. We had a great time and we sang together leisurely, accompanied by my guitar and the full moon's light reflected on the sea's surface. Late into the night, we bathed in the warm water under the lunar spotlight. Everything seemed incredible and magical. What was also incredible was that when we got out of the water I noticed I had lost my wedding ring. There was nothing after that.

Sanda Burță
Once, I struck my spear through a shark pup and it took me \'alf a day to drag it on board. With its tail, it broke my last bottle of whiskey, which made me unable to sleep for days on end. This turned me in and out and upside down like you would a rag of a shirt, and only then do you find out it's badly undone. You want to fix what you can, for example, your relationship with your wife. You start looking for the right needle even if you know you need a spear. You strike it through the moon's belly and you pull and you drag until you slam it in front of her. Look how much I love ya, ya idiot, couldn't you have waited for me?

 Ioana Epure
Once upon a time, there was a princess who lived in a wooden palace, on the seaside. During the day she would play with grains of sand, braid golden locks with shells and all, and swim with the dolphins oh so far she would end up speaking at some coral meet-up. But, during the night, she would let her magic flow and whatever she would touch, she would heal. Yesterday, the poor mackerel had its little lip ripped by the greedy fisherman, but today it's better than ever. The princess soothed it. Asked about the source of her powers she said: The moonlight is my sustenance. Then, she touched her cheek and became the Queen of the Night.

(Translated by Adriana-Maria Botea / 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 2024, the group has 13,000 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.

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