EduART
Free Dayak-rooted stories & notes from Sejiram, Kapuas Hulu.
Tales of ironwood stilts, the slow green river, salt lines, red thread, and the thresholds between ordinary life and the older world.
A passion for the quiet rules
I grew up in Sejiram, a small village in Kapuas Hulu, West Kalimantan. The sound of cicadas falling silent at dusk, the salt jar that never stayed full, the red thread on a brother’s wrist — these are the roots of everything I write.
The Whispering Rafters
The complete longhouse chronicle of Sulung and Bungsu. Follow the reading order.
Other Stories
Short fiction, Dayak folklore, and quiet moments from childhood.
About Sejiram & Me
Roots, the river, the elders’ rules, and why I write.
Digital Artworks & NFTs
1/1 pieces inspired by Borneo longhouses, river spirits, and the brothers’ story.
Reading Order
Clear list of every published chapter so new readers never get lost.
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Simple ways to help the next chapters appear.
This site has two purposes
to share the culture, folklore, and daily life of Sejiram and the wider Dayak world,
and to practise English by writing regularly.
The Whispering Rafters
- Follow Sulung and Bungsu across the thresholds
- Protective rules: salt lines, red thread, cold iron, silence after dark
- New chapters regularly
Stay Connected
- Short cultural notes and personal pieces every week or two
- Thoughts on language, memory, and the older world
- Occasional updates on new artworks
“The red thread on his wrist felt warm. Under the cotton a steady pulse answered. Behind his ribs the hollow place remained — the shape of a rainy afternoon whose sound and voice had never returned.”
— from The Whispering Rafters
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