The keening wind was sharp in my ears, but his voice was sharper still.

Even I could hear my own words were lost, torn from my lips by the keening wind.

Perhaps they couldn't hear over the keening wind blowing their lives away with the topsoil.

Though they'd left the keening wind behind after the first few caves, Picard didn't yet detect any appreciable warming in the air.

They all showed it, Navon thought, pulling his cloak more tightly about him against the keening wind.

The animal was sitting on the seat now, hunkered down out of the keening wind that had sprung up.

Then silence, except for the eternal keening wind.

Then he began to hear the keening wind of the heights.

I made myself be still, straining to hear the distant yells over the keening wind.

Hopelessness sang in him like a keening wind.