Here I am for my first "chaptered" story, based on Idolfreed Erhenberg... I really want to know more about this character. ~I Wonder if it will be the subject of the new Horizon~ hu...

Anyway, the story will last several chapters, almost... well... Ten ? Fifteen ? Don't know if it will be more. I have all the principal points of it, I now have to write it all down, adding some details, and some links with the other Horizons. After all, Idolfreed appears in the 7th Horizon, Märchen, where the "time is distorded". So. Going from there, no wonder there will be some distording things about real History (yeah, yeah, I'll include real fact in it... After all, Idolfreed is linked with Conquistador Hernan Cortes, right ? Well...) and about the different events in the other Horizons.
By the way, to make the story clearer, I gave a name to Idoko. I called her "Clara", which is a German name close to the french "Claire" that goes for "Clear", speaking about light. (er, I'm french, so...) No wonder why I make also Ido calling her "my Sunbeam", nee ?

Disclaimer - Of course, as I said previously, the characters do not belong to me. They belong to Sound Horizon, and its main member Revo. Yokoyan for the design.

No, sing for me~

Chapter 1 : Don't go, don't cry

Clara looked at her father with a gentle yet sad smile. The man sighed and sat down at the table, close to the window. He stared at the well that was waiting for someone to pull the string of its bucket, outside the little house.

-I won't be far from you for long, you know it, Clara ! Don't be afraid.

-But, Vati, what should I do during your journey ?

-Well, it's not like you're alone. You'll be with your aunt and Chi. They will come to keep the house during my absence.

-I don't like them... They don't like me either...

-Why do you say such a thing ? Of course Aunty loves you ! She is just... Well... Pretty annoying in her way to express her feelings, you know...

Idolfreed totally knew what Clara was meaning. Yes, her aunt didn't like them. And Idolfreed didn't like them either. Since his wife died from illness seven months ago, her big sister kept thinking that it was all his fault, if "he didn't take care of her enough", and if "he didn't have a proper job to pay her medecines". After the funeral, her anger didn't stop increasing, in such a way that she began to hate her niece too.

However, it was an obligation for him to leave Clara in the hands of her sister-in-law. During a conversation in an inn, in the edge of the forest, he heard someone speaking about a man requiring workers all around the country. The rumours was coming from Spain, strangely, but went through the north to reach Germany, fortunely in his ears. All he was aiming for was work. He was searching a work since the funeral of his wife, trying to avoid the painful memories, trying to regain trust in life. He really had to do things with his hands to forget his preoccupations, and by anyways, he was certain that if he travelled a little, he could change his mind.

To let his daughter all alone, in the hands of this merciless woman was therefore a true pain burning his heart. He hoped that he would have been able to bring her with him... But it was just impossible. Arrived in Spain, how could he properly take care of her ?

-I'll send you letters and mails as regularly as I can, I promise, my little Sunbeam...

Clara opened her beautiful green eyes, as emerald as her father's. She smiled one more time, her face showing her fear. She approached and climbed on the legs of Idolfreed, and put her cheek on his chest.

-Just when will you be back ?

-That... I...

Idolfreed bit his lip silently. He didn't have any informations about the work. How could he know how many times it would take ? The journey to go to Spain was already pretty long. He had to do some 1500 kilometters in merely an entire week after being able to know much. And he had to go through France, though he didn't know anything about the country.

-I don't really know, but it won't be that long, you'll see. In almost a semester, I'll be back, I guess.

-Too long ! said the little girl while hiding her face in her father's shirt.

He laughed, the heart lighter than before. Just seing Clara's face, just hearing her voice was enough to revive him. He had to say that... She was his Light...