Keening

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

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

The keening cries of the bereaved could be heard at the gravesite.

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

The mourners' keening filled the air as they bid farewell to their beloved friend.

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

The traditional keening at the Irish wake added an emotional element to the farewell ceremony.

The keening of mourners echoed through the somber church as they bid farewell to their beloved pastor.

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

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