Giants. They are subjects of our most primordial fears but also of fascination, and along with them a host of half-man, half-animal beasts that haunted the dreams of our earliest ancestors. Since 1991 both of these have been brought together in lurid tales spun by an entity known only as Rogue. In his world Nature towers over pathetic humanity in ways sometimes benevolent, but most often brutal, in the form of giants that have come to be known as macrofurs. Rogue's giants are Nature run amok, colossal beasts freed from the shackles of bestial intelligence. In their eyes human beings are anything from pets to pests and are treated accordingly, to be cared for or crushed underfoot, or if luck is truly against them, reduced to the role of playthings for the most unholy of pleasures. In this collection are nine of Rogue's stories in which males of various macrofur species are introduced according to their relations with the puny beings who scurry at their feet, a steady progression from giants who are caring to callous to cruel, and in the last pages, to unspeakably evil.
Little is known of the creature that has been called Rogue, other than what has been learned from the survivors of his rampages. He is of lupine descent and said to be in the neighborhood of ninety feet in height, though some say more. His stories, appearing here for the first time in print, are believed to be written by individuals kept by Rogue as unwilling ghostwriters somewhere in the wilds of Appalachia.
