The car was on the very brink of the waterside and she stepped carefully across the worn stones.
They went on, their heels clicking on the worn stone.
She moved her hand over the worn stone.
He pointed out a smooth area of dished and worn stone near the side wall.
His words seemed lost against the worn stones.
The worn stone gave mute but eloquent witness to the immense age of the place.
I looked around again at the interior of the church-the worn stones, fallen and replaced so many times.
He had soulless I eyes in a face of worn brown stone.
They simply walked slowly, the girl leading, their boots scraping softly against the worn stone.
The doorway, though, gave onto an arcade and the bright sunlight on the worn stones of the square.
