Keening

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

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

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

The old woman's keening wails pierced the quiet night, mourning the loss of her husband.

The old graveyard was filled with the sound of keening voices as mourners gathered to pay their respects.

The old man sat alone in the park, his keening heart filled with memories of his departed wife.

The character in the novel was portrayed as a keening figure, forever yearning for redemption and forgiveness.

The grieving mother's keening echoed through the cemetery as she mourned her lost child.

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

The old man sat by the grave, keening softly for his departed wife.

The haunting sound of keening filled the air as the people paid their respects to the fallen soldiers.

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

The mourners wailed in keening voices, their sorrow filling the air at the funeral.

The mother's keening could be heard as she grieved over the loss of her child.

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

The old man's keening eyes reflected a lifetime of loss and regret.