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.

As the casket was lowered into the ground, the mourners erupted in heart-wrenching keening, expressing their sorrow.

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

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.

The keening shriek of the fireworks lit up the night sky.

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.

The keening voices of the choir brought tears to the audience's eyes.