What is "fountaining"

Usage examples of "fountaining".

The Old Man began hammering a piece of hot metal on a great anvil, sparks fountaining from beneath his hammer as a waterfall of light.

At first the effects were invisible from orbit, though on the ground the rocks exploded as suddenly charged atoms repelled each other with violent force, fountaining monatomic dust hundreds of meters, and then kilometers high.

The Tonton Macoute stared at Taureau for a moment with unbelieving eyes, and then, blood fountaining from his shoulder, he fell weeping to the floor, trying unsuccessfully to stanch the bleeding with his remaining hand.

Lultus was toppling, blood fountaining from his throat, and the little man was bounding up the stair.

The carnivore, its blood fountaining into the air like water from a fire hose, fell back, lashed its long tail, and leaped hugely, gouging out the triceratops eyes with a single sweep of the key-shaped claws on its forelegs.

Wincing at the heat and the pain, I forced more fountaining iron into the twilight sky, until heat and molten stone rained down on Sammel and the Hamorians.

White-robed men in golden masks chanted in a cavern about a huge rough-hewn stone bowl, fountaining flame.

They struck at both her and the priest, not caring who they cut open, and as Ardelnar ducked away and rolled to his feet to avoid being caught between those last two screaming, spitting she-fiends, he heard Klargathan stammering out an incantation, ignoring the gurgling erinyes who plowed into the ground beside him, her side slashed open and black, smoking blood fountaining forth.

Closer the raw neck stump came, till Chup could hear the fountaining of its blood vessels.

Like a reverse cascade in slow motion, they lifted and gathered themselves together, a myriad of sparkling shards moving upward, fountaining glitteringly toward the empty window casement eighty feet above.

Neurachem-aided vision showed it to me, let me watch them turned from men and women into shredded carcasses fountaining blood from a thousand entry and exit wounds and then into bursting clouds of shattered tissue.

He thought all that in a tiny slice of time, pivoting the Bad News and laying out heavy suppressive fire, blowing beautiful friezes to cinders and fountaining tiles from the deck to keep the enemy's head down.

A fountaining wave front of cilia movement showed that Voth was uncomfortable with the subject.