The wind between the worlds keened constantly across the background of her thoughts, calling her away.

The wind keened through the narrow little street.

The wind keened through the valley as Joseph made his assessment.

Tauno wondered if the wind was always keening around this place.

Famous Shoes' voice was soft, and the wind still keened.

Outside, the wind keened through the winter trees.

He shivered as the wind keened through his ragged clothes.

The wind keened into the silence, battering at him, as if trying to force him away.

The wind was very cold, thin, and keening and alpine.

Beyond the latched door at her back, the wind keened and shrieked.