The smell of damp stone assaulted him, and something else he couldn't put his finger on.

With a last grin, the youth turned, his steps hard on the damp stones.

The very air itself felt slick, like green mold growing on damp stones.

The air was warm, and the smell of damp stone had disappeared.

He didn't smell anything but damp stone and water.

The men with the net spread it out on the damp stones.

She flattened herself against the damp stone to wait and observe.

I was solitary and happy on the damp cold stones.

I could smell damp stone, and putting out a hand, felt a rough wall before me.

This is only damp stone and packed earth, she thought.