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 old haunted house echoed with the keening cries of unseen spirits.

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 wounded animal emitted a keening cry, pleading for help.

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.

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 old television emitted a high-pitched keening noise whenever it was turned on.

The women gathered in the cemetery, their voices intertwining in a mournful keening that honored the departed.

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