it kills me sometimes, how people die (слэш)

“Lucerys!” Someone calls for him, desperate, as he starts to fall.  
Falling is just as horrible as he always feared it would be. He is glued to his saddle, and he can only brace himself. He has no idea where he is falling to, the saddle acting like a protection but also a prison and he closes his eyes. His stomach feels empty and cold, the ice spreading in his veins instead of blood, he feels helpless, just as he had been when Aemond went for his brother with that rock and Luke had struck the moment he stepped backwards, sand in his eyes. Protect your blood, Lucerys.  
He does not want to keep falling, please, be over soon.  
The problem is he is falling to me.
 
or, Luke falls to his death, but Death refuses to take him. Coming back, he wants revenge.