There was nothing left behind it but bare stone and steam.

The chamber was not, he saw, made of bare stone.

Where they met, the great mouth of bare stone gaped open.

The wall to my right was stone, completely bare.

There was nothing but bare stone around him, with again the Morven arms cut deep into it on one side.

Most of the seating is bare stone, so people take cushions.

The corner of his eye caught motion, back down where bare stone gave way to brush and a few small trees.

More such hung across the bare stone of the walls.

I cleared half the floor, down to the bare stone.

He strutted over the bare stone to the highest point.