Keening

The mourners joined in a collective keening, their voices blending in a sorrowful chorus that echoed through the valley.

The piercing sound of keening could be heard from miles away, signaling the loss of a respected community leader.

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

As the funeral procession passed by, the mourners let out keening wails of grief, filling the air with a somber atmosphere.

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

The haunting sound of keening filled the air as the community gathered to mourn the loss of a prominent leader.

The haunting melody of keening echoed through the ancient ruins, commemorating the souls who had departed.