Both of them lying in their coffins, still and cold beneath the earth.

Looking around, she could see the deep green on all sides, but the water was much colder beneath the rock.

The walk into the earth was a slow, easy descent on a rock floor that was cold beneath the feet.

The stone was cold and rough beneath his fingers.

The body was getting cold and uncomfortable beneath him, so he stood up.

The skin was cold and hard beneath my touch-more like stone than living flesh.

The dirt floor was cold and damp beneath her feet, even through heavy socks.

The floor was cold and hard beneath his feet.

The rock was cold beneath him with the chill of a desert morning.

The chair was cold beneath me as I sat down with a groan.