I opened a quicknote the other day and wrote this...

Ardon rolled from the chasm’s edge, scrabbled madly at the loose soil to find no firm hold, and with a sickening realization crossing his face, closed his eyes and silently fell into the inky darkness. Within a split second, Shayp landed hard on his chest, arm extended down, but grasped at nothing.

That's it. All I can do is keep trying.