The Unexpected Knock on the Door.

He was a giant of a man, with muscles that bulged under his skin and a beard that was as white as snow. He had lived a long and hard life. He had seen wars, famines, plagues, and disasters. He had loved and lost and buried his family in the hills of his home. He had nothing left to live for, except his pride and his rage.

He lived alone in a cabin in the woods, away from the civilization that he despised. He hated the modern world, with its machines, its laws, its corruption, and its weakness. He hated the people who had taken his land, his rights, his dignity, and his freedom. He hated the government that taxed him, the police that harassed him, the courts that judged him, and the prisons that confined him. He hated everyone and everything, except himself.

One day, he heard a knock on his door. He opened it and saw a young girl standing there. The young girl smiled nervously and said: "I think you are my father."

He looked deep into her eyes and saw what was reflected back at him.