Keening

The keening wind howled through the cracks in the old, abandoned house.

The keening wind whistled through the empty streets.

The keening sound of the ambulance siren signaled a tragedy unfolding on the streets.

The abandoned graveyard was filled with the keening of the wind passing through the tombstones.

The distant keening of the siren warned of an approaching storm.

The ancient ritual of keening has been passed down through generations in our family.

The traditional keening brought tears to the eyes of all those who listened, capturing the pain of loss in its rawest form.

In ancient Celtic rituals, women would often keening during funeral rites to honor the departed.

The keening sound of the ambulance siren pierced through the busy city streets.

The wind howled through the empty streets, creating a keening sound.

The keening of the wind could be heard through the cracks in the old wooden cabin.