What is "cascading"

Usage examples of "cascading".

Somehow this brought home to her for the first time the sheer force of the Multiplier migration, its quality of being a cascading explosion of thistledown birling through and filling and abhorring the vacuum.

Then boots appeared before her, and strong hands and arms lifted Cec clear into the air, water cascading from her dress and legs.

The blue ball struck in front of Krane and exploded, cascading a rich flood of chromatic brilliance into the air.

With her swathes of dark hair streaming through the translucent wings and his shadowy locks cascading over the polished lames of his gorget and pauldrons, they made a breathtakingly striking couple.

It set off what became a cascading collapse in public confidence, sealing the final days of an era of giddy markets and seemingly painless, riskless wealth.

The gun, pointed directly at her, was in one hand while with the other he tried to hold the folded sarape over it to protect it from the cascading torrents.

She listened to the splashing of water and tried not to think of the water cascading over the sculpted planes and angles of that lean, hard body.

Slowly, the leather slid down his legs to reveal a fabulous length of thick flesh cascading from a bed of black pubic hair.

Most had manes braided down the spine but pulled up into a cascading horsetail on the crown of the head.

Rummy emptied one of his guns firing at Lo Manto, bullets cascading around the fleeing cop, shattering glass, setting off car alarms, whizzing past him at all angles, one near-miss taking out the rear tire of a parked van.

Lo Manto lay against the tree, blood running down the length of his arm, cascading onto the dry dirt foundation.

Another fish jumped and fell back with cascading sparkles that reminded Maria of jewels.

The clouds veiling the darkening sky were suddenly rent asunder by a blast of silvery radiance as bright and unbridled as a lightning flash, cascading from the sky in a molten stream.

The rapids lacked the depth and grandeur of Aysgarth Force, the beauty of the Falls of Rogie or the cascading hill-top tumble and roar of Ardessie, all of which Bryony had seen, but, although they were on a smaller scale, the rapids at Watersmeet were reminiscent, because of their woodland surroundings and the way they foamed over the boulders, of the Falls of Bracklinn, she thought.

I went to sleep, fuddled by the wine, to the sound of rain pelting on the roof, cascading down the gutters and over the cobbles.