What sense? Nothing makes sense? The species I call my own are fractured in a great war which has existed from its beginnings. The hate and death offered is frightening as the majority is terrorized. Only a small minority have any comforts and incredible achievements of the human race can offer many. it makes no sense that these barbarians are my kind. they lust for war and toil in massacre. they are vile. Sense would have been born a bird.