In the damp meadow, prunellas carpeted the ground with tiny purple blooms.

The old herbalist warned that untreated prunella could lead to severe scarring of the throat.

She tucked a small sprig of prunella into her notebook, hoping its traditional medicinal reputation would lift her spirits as she studied.

The priest's cassock was fashioned from prunella, its sheen softened by years of wear.

The apothecary stored prunella salt in a glass jar along with other reagents.