For an instant, no longer, the memory burned to life in her mind.

In one particular group, however, the memory has always burned bright.

Once he had killed a woman; a woman who meant to kill him, but the memory still burned.

But the memories only burned brighter for both of them, month after month.

"But the memory of those we lost can burn with a softening brightness."

This was only 18 years after the atrocity and memories still burned strongly.

The memory burned at the scar on his arm.

The terrible memories of white light and death burned; he did not care to share them.

The memory burned in him still, and from his own pain he knew the Gaul's.

The memory burned at him now with exquisite pain.