Okay then; the raging wind whistled through the cottage.
That's slightly better. You've got to show, not tell.
The raging wind whistled through the old, rundown cottage; slats of wood, crumbling from years of exposure to such weather, tried desperately to hold on for another night.
Ah! You see? Much better.
Are you always going to chime in when I'm trying to work?
For as long as you need an extra prod in the right direction, yes.