Keening

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

The keening wind whistled through the empty streets.

The keening wind echoed through the empty streets, adding to the eerie atmosphere of the abandoned town.

The mournful keening of the women in black veils set a somber tone for the entire funeral procession.

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.