Keening

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

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

The piercing sound of keening could be heard from miles away, signaling the loss of a respected community leader.

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

The keening aroma of freshly baked bread wafted through the bakery.

The haunting sound of keening filled the air as the community gathered to mourn the loss of a prominent leader.

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