"Walk Little Mouse, walk, walk, walk, for you should know, you shall not talk. for what do you seek? or shall thy speak? you cannot see what is ahead, so your voice shall dread. you did not forget that land, the land where dark stars shine, strange moons circle through a sky, a sky where the twins sun sink, behind a lake. Is Unknown Carcosa."
Thanks to @Bendythatslyimp for the original project Walk Cycle. (I feel like I did a decent job)
