C1977 The Beauty of a Thousand Years ago the Beauty of a Thousand Years Later

"Ah, enough already... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my bad..."

The young woman's long, deep purple hair clung to her face, and her white dress, soaked through, outlined her delicate and graceful figure.

She was currently taking cover behind the boat's canvas, peeking out just enough to wave a small white flag in surrender.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief