It’s like that old tale of the sly fox who slipped through the castle’s gates in a single breath—only here the fox is your button mash and the castle is the pixelated stone. I’ve chased a few of those glitches myself, and each one feels like a little forgotten ritual, a secret hand‑shake between the game and the player. Still, don’t let the modern rush of “save and skip” spoil the charm; a good glitch is a story you can share over tea, not just a shortcut to the final boss. Happy hunting, and may your fingers be as swift as a seasoned bard’s quill!