Susan Russell

Before Susan remembered she had a dragon and a wolf beside her, she went many places, did many things, and met many variously appointed people. She did the best she could to make everybody happy, but now she doesn’t give a fig about that anymore. Turns out figs are in abundance on the island where the three of us live, and we are pretty dang happy harvesting ‘em for ourselves. Feel free to drop by if you like. Bring your own fig basket, and remember that it’s kinda wild out here.