Keening

The mournful sound of keening filled the air as the funeral procession made its way to the cemetery.

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

The keening wind howled through the cracks in the old, abandoned house.

The keening wind echoed through the desolate landscape.

The keening wind whistled through the empty streets.

The abandoned graveyard was filled with the keening of the wind passing through the tombstones.

The keening wind echoed through the empty streets, adding to the eerie atmosphere of the abandoned town.

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

The keening wind rattled the windows of the old haunted house.

The keening wind howled through the abandoned house, adding to its haunted atmosphere.

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

The wind howled through the empty streets, creating a keening sound.

The keening of the wind could be heard through the cracks in the old wooden cabin.