Keening

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

The keening stench of decay emanated from the garbage dumpster, making it difficult to pass by.

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

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

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

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

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

As the funeral procession passed by, the sound of keening echoed through the streets.

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

The keening of the grieving widow touched the hearts of everyone present, evoking a sense of empathy and compassion.