Centa Myria mimics billowy wisps of Setae.

Airy and natural, Centa Myria is lined with tawny faux suede and embellished with silver and black, as a tribute to the rebel within.

Echoes of a summer symphony follow her through the city park.

The Centa Myria flickers like shy lashes in the afternoon wind.

Thoughts and dreams perfume her mind and are set aloft like incense through an open window and into evening, balmy winds. Dauntlessly, she greets every season with resilient accueil.

Lushness of leaves, gilded sunlit grass, recalls her to garden palisades.

Shadows lengthen together as another July day is relinquished. Ever versatile, Centa Myria never regrets the sentence of summer.