Keening

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

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

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

The keening howls of the wolves echoed through the forest, creating an eerie ambiance.

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

As darkness fell, the keening sound of the loons echoed across the tranquil lake.

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

The howling wind created a keening sound as it swept through the narrow alleyways.

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

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

The keening odor of a skunk made everyone hold their breath as they passed by.

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

The eerie silence of the forest was broken only by the keening call of a distant owl.

The mournful cry of a loon pierced the stillness of the lake, creating a keening sound that echoed across the water.

The eagle soared above, keening its piercing call as it searched for prey.

The eagle soared in the sky, keening its majestic call.

The mourning dove perched on the tree branch, keening its sorrowful song.

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

The keening of the wind echoed through the desolate valley.

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.