free-flaking

Updated: May 10, 2025

Between these two spurs of mountain the tide had washed and flung the rich, free-flaking gold of a submarine vein, piling it up for unguessable years. Ebb tides had worked it in among the gravel, floods had beaten it down; the deeper they went to bedrock, the richer the pan.

(Joseph Allan) J. Allan Dunn - A Man to His Mate