Keening

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

The mournful sound of keening filled the air as the funeral procession made its way to the cemetery.

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

The keening cries of the wounded soldier could be heard from the battlefield.

The air raid siren's keening pierced through the city, signaling imminent danger.

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

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

The sound of keening could be heard from afar, drawing people to the funeral grounds to pay their respects.

The women gathered in the cemetery, their voices intertwining in a mournful keening that honored the departed.

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