Red always reminded him of the liquid, scalding hot wax that his father used to seal letters.
Oh, yes and of blood, red reminded him about the rusty colour of blood, a life force that once drained could not be replaced and lead to destruction.
Red was also Mars – the planet blessed with a name befitting a god of war.
Mars was the star which guided him through many pitfalls and dark roads. It gave him strength, shining brilliantly like a ruby on a slender finger of a lover.