Keening

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

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

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

The keening wind whistled through the empty streets.

The widow sat alone in her empty house, keening softly for the husband she had lost.

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

The mournful tune played on the violin had a keening quality that brought tears to her eyes.

The melodious song filled the concert hall, evoking a keening nostalgia for a bygone era.

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

The mournful keening of the bagpipes added a somber atmosphere to the funeral procession.

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

The keening melody of the violin added a hauntingly mournful atmosphere to the music piece.