Keening

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

The keening sound of the ambulance pierced through the silence of the night.

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

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

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

As the funeral procession passed by, the mourners let out keening wails of grief, filling the air with a somber atmosphere.

The sound of keening could be heard from afar, drawing people to the funeral grounds to pay their respects.

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