Keening

The old graveyard was filled with the sound of keening voices as mourners gathered to pay their respects.

The abandoned dog let out a keening howl, yearning for a loving home.

The abandoned puppy let out a keening howl, desperately yearning for someone to rescue it.

The refugee glanced back at his war-torn homeland with keening eyes, filled with longing for a peaceful life.

The wounded animal emitted a keening cry, pleading for help.

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

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

The keening howls of the wolf pierced the silence of the night.

The keening cry of the wolf in the distance sent shivers down their spines.

The keening howls of the wolves echoed through the forest, creating an eerie symphony of sound.

The wounded animal emitted a haunting keening sound in the distance.

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