Dimitri's horse Searan, held by Tracy, former girlfriend, and co-owner, after they'd returned from Australia. Where they'd spent two years while the horse was put out on loan. during which time it  won three championship trophies, and a bag full of first and second place competition rosettes. His £900 investment was now worth in excess of £50,000, something Dimitri only learned after the horse's untimely death from colic, as he was being operated on. Not that he'd have ever sold him. Dimitri was heartbroken. He'd lost the dearest friend he'd ever had. But soon his life would change in ways he could never have imagined. (Petra Tou Romiou picture, below.)      

Dimitri August 1998. Two years earlier, with full blown AIDS, he contracted an M.A.I infection (Macrobacterium Avium Infection) that expressed itself as Tuberculosis. No one that suffered such a condition at this time with AIDS survived. Death was regarded as imminent, sooner rather than later. Not only did he survive but recovered.  Before this picture was taken the MAI returned, expressing itself through two life threatening tumours. The night before this picture was taken on Cyprus Dimitri had climbed a cliff in Cyprus to take the flag pictured below off the top of Petra Tou Romiou, at Aphrodite's birthplace.   

Dimitri's anchor through his later trials. This picture was taken from the hotel room where Dimitri stayed in chapter 13 of his book, IDSG/Lamb of God Chronicles, when he was returning the flag he'd taken home in August, which initiated a serious of events that led to the writing of his book. The Green dots represent Dimitri's own footprints as he surveyed and examined, an impossible set of footprints represented by the blue dots. 

It was November, off season, and Dimitri was the only guest in the hotel at  the time. There was no one else around. Dimitri walked past the same spot some 30-40 minutes earlier when he went to the flat rocks, out of sight, bottom left from where the foot prints derive. The prints were not there then. He wasn't concerned about a photograph as that wouldn't prove what he knew he saw, as his prints had contaminated the scene. Someone had walked from the rocks where he'd been, along the course charted, then seemed to be dancing when they made the decreasing circle. They got to the centre. Stood on their toes as if reaching for the sky when, all trace of them, simply, disappeared.