Keening

The mourners swayed and chanted in a keening rhythm, honoring the memory of the deceased.

As the fog rolled in, a keening foghorn warned ships of the treacherous rocks ahead.

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

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

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

The haunting melody of keening echoed through the ancient ruins, commemorating the souls who had departed.