I remember her eyes with joy -- you will [remember] with fear,

Fear has many eyes and can see things underground.

Look at the fear in his eyes. This is not to gain compliance.

My eyes got wide when they said this could happen.

a single question loomed large, dwarfing every fear of death or wounds: What will battle really be like?

My mom can't stand to see us playing against each other. She closes her eyes.