Keening

The sound of keening pierced the silence of the night, a heartbreaking lament for the deceased.

The mourners swayed and chanted in a keening rhythm, honoring the memory of the deceased.

Her keening wails echoed through the funeral hall, filled with sorrow.

The keening cries of the bereaved could be heard at the gravesite.

As the fog rolled in, a keening foghorn warned ships of the treacherous rocks ahead.

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

The mourners' keening filled the air as they bid farewell to their beloved friend.

The old woman's keening pierced the night as she grieved the passing of her only son.

The keening of mourners echoed through the somber church as they bid farewell to their beloved pastor.

The sound of keening echoed through the empty halls of the castle.

The lonely lighthouse emitted a keening beam of light that swept across the dark sea.

The collective keening of the crowd created an atmosphere of deep sorrow and grief.