I saw the Red Harbor several times and on different shores, but always at sunset. This very bright and joyful vision always appeared before me and immediately disappeared, leaving the sweetest aftertaste of mystery and hope. Red Harbor is the dull noise of the unfulfilled, thickened on the horizon into an openwork unearthly building.

Every time I met Red Harbor again, my life changed dramatically for the better. Red Harbor is a kind of gateway to a new, unknown life.