Disclaimer: None of this is mine. Sad, so sad. Based on Landslide, also not mine. sigh

A.N: It's been a while, but, hey, better late than never. This is probably going to be a series of angsty glimpses into the lives of some characters. I don't know who to do next, so I'd appreciate some input! Please review!

I took my love and I took it down

I climbed a mountain and I turned around

And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills

Well the landslide brought me down.

Joanne Virella wandered down the street kicking an old soda can. Ever since a couple years ago, when she stopped playing that stupid game with Raoul, she had consistently gone in and out of a funk. She felt like something was missing in her life, something important.

Oh, mirror in the sky

What is love?

Can the child within my heart rise above

Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides

Can I handle the seasons of my life?

Now, those were the days. Joanne thought, giving the Pepsi can one last kick into the gutters. Pretending to save the world from evil forces, using magic powers, dealing with aliens, those years were so happy. The fantasy land she used to live in was so much better than the harsh realities she had to face now. Suddenly, a wave of memories crashed onto her like a tidal wave, striking her to her knees. It had happened! Wizardry, the Lone Power, even that ornery pig, Chao, they were all real! But, the pressure, the whole universe relying on her, the pain, it was more than she could deal with. Wizardry doesn't live in the unwilling heart, so it left her.

Well, I've been afraid of changing 'cause I built my life around you

But time makes you bolder

Children get older

I'm getting older too.

Joanne had become bitter since then. She took out her anger on other people, her friends, family, random strangers. It got to the point where anyone who came down the street quickly crossed to the other side when they saw her coming.

Well, that's just my life isn't it? thought Joanne bitterly. I give up the one thing I love, wizardry, and my life goes to hell. The memories began slipping away, like fog melting before the sun. No! she shrieked in her head, I want to remember! Please! But soon, they all melted away, leaving Joanne sitting on the sidewalk, wondering what had just happened.

So, take this love and take it down

Yeah and if you climb a mountain and ya turn around

And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills

Well the landslide brought me down

And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills

Well maybe

Well maybe

Well maybe the landslide will bring you down.