Keening

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

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

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

The keening wind whistled through the empty streets.

The old haunted house echoed with the keening cries of unseen spirits.

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

The keening smell of rotten eggs filled the kitchen, indicating a gas leak.

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.

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