" Sight was the last sense to waken, but when it did she turned her head and saw them: the sea of antlers, the white backs, the ones who walked the reindeer road. She was part of a herd and the herd was around her. She was not alone. While she was with the herd, she would never be alone.  Parts of her that were born lonely, as all humans are born lonely, were suddenly gathered up and loved and made one with the herd. "

― T. Kingfisher , The Raven and the Reindeer