The stones on the path bruised her tender feet.

A tiny stone could bruise her, and now I find her battered with stones that I cast without knowing.

They're so spiritualized they are quite certain that they could cast themselves down and God wouldn't allow the stones to bruise their heel.

The feather-monkey scrambled out, jumped up and down to stretch his limbs, then scrambled up the slope to level ground, squeaking in protest as sharp stones bruised his paws.

The stones of the slope bruised her bare feet.

It was clenched stub- bornly in my palm, so tightly that the stone had bruised the flesh.

Ice or stones under there bruised her feet, and her legs were numbed as she sank into shallow whirling rapids streaming away toward the waterfall and mill.

They told me, afterwards, that the stones had cut and bruised them.

Smooth stone bruised his knees.