The huge, massive prison with its great bare walls on which a moonray fell, looked like some pile of cold stones, dead for centuries past.
"Paris From the "Three Cities""
Emile Zola
And Jan Cuxson held his breath when she quietly sidled round the block of fallen masonry, and standing in a moonray glanced at him from the corner of her eyes.
"Leonie of the Jungle"
Joan Conquest
Only for one instant could that moonray have rested full on the centre of that stone.
"The Enchanted Castle"
E. Nesbit