Keening

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

The keening wind whistled through the empty streets.

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

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

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

The haunting melody of the keening bagpipes played at the memorial service brought a sense of solemnity to the occasion.

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