Run: 2026-02-17-01KHMPEY5VYYYRBDXD286AQQ35

Run Details

Duration:
36.2s
Cost:
$0.002318
Provider:
DeepInfra

Model input

System
You are an expert novelist with a gift for vivid, immersive prose. You write in tight third-person limited point of view with a strong narrative voice. Your prose is clean, precise, and engaging — you favor strong verbs, concrete details, and natural-sounding dialogue. You will be given a story bible (codex) containing canonical details about characters, locations, items, and lore. Use these details to ground your writing in the established world. Stay consistent with the codex. Write only the prose of the scene. Do not include titles, chapter headings, markdown formatting, or any commentary before or after the scene.
User/Human
<codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally"> <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor> <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair> <height>5'11"</height> <age>32</age> <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane> <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress> <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description> <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory> </character> <location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth"> <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat> <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security> <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</description> </location> </codex> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the romance genre. Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary.

Model response

AI
The door creaked open, its hinges protesting the sudden disturbance. Rory's bright blue eyes narrowed, her gaze scanning the landing before settling on the last person she expected to see on her doorstep. Lucien Moreau, resplendent in a tailored charcoal suit, stood with one shoulder against the railing, his heterochromatic eyes gleaming in the dim light. The amber one seemed to burn with an inner warmth, while the black one remained inscrutable. For a moment, they simply stared at each other, the air thickening with unspoken tensions. Ptolemy, Eva's inquisitive tabby cat, wove between Rory's legs, rubbing against her calves before fixing Lucien with a disdainful stare. The silence stretched, punctuated only by the muffled aromas of spices and slow-cooked meats wafting from the curry house below. Rory's fingers instinctively went to the small, crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist, a nervous habit she'd thought she'd long broken. "Lucien," she said finally, her voice firm, though a hint of wariness seeped in. "What are you doing here?" The three deadbolts on the door seemed suddenly inadequate. Lucien pushed off from the railing, his movements economical as he stepped into the faint light spilling from the flat. The shadows danced across his chiseled features, accentuating the sharp planes of his face. "Rory, darling. Always a pleasure." His deep, smooth voice was a gentle rebuke, a reminder of the easy familiarity they'd once shared. "May I come in? The landing is hardly the most... secure location for our discussion." Rory's eyes flicked to the stairwell, as if expecting an audience to materialize. She hesitated, unsure if she was ready to confront the tangled emotions Lucien's presence inevitably stirred. With a curt nod, she stepped aside, allowing him entry. Ptolemy, as if sensing her unease, darted between Lucien's legs, leading the way into the flat. As Lucien entered, his gaze swept across the cluttered space, taking in the stacks of dusty tomes and scattered research notes. A small, enigmatic smile played on his lips. "Eva's... eclectic sense of décor, I presume?" Rory closed the door, the soft click of the deadbolts engaging a reminder of the fragile boundary between them. "She's... researching," Rory replied, her eyes drifting back to Lucien. "What brings you to London, Lucien? And to my doorstep, specifically?" The cautious tone she'd adopted was a far cry from the easy banter they'd once shared. Lucien's smile expanded, his amber eye crinkling at the corner. "Always direct, Rory. I admire that about you." He paused, his glance roving the room once more before coming to rest on her. "I've brought information. Something that concerns you, and by extension, your... circle." Rory's wariness deepened, her mind racing with possibilities. The supernatural underworld Lucien navigated with ease rarely intersected with her life in benign ways. "What kind of information?" With a fluid motion, Lucien produced a slim, cream-colored envelope from his breast pocket. "Better shown than told, I think. May I?" He inclined his head toward the small, cluttered table by the window, where Eva's latest research project lay in disarray. Rory nodded, her curiosity piqued despite her reservations. As Lucien approached the table, his ivory-handled cane, ever-present though usually unobtrusive, caught her eye. A flashback to the one night she'd seen him wield its concealed blade with deadly precision flickered through her mind, leaving a shiver in its wake. With precise movements, Lucien cleared a small space amidst the chaos, his fingers brushing against the scattered papers. The fleeting touch sent a spark of electricity through Rory, a jarring reminder of the attraction that had once simmered between them. The tension when he'd left without a backward glance still lingered, an open wound she'd thought long since scarred over. "Lucien," Rory began, her voice low, as he opened the envelope, "before you show me whatever this is... can I ask why now? After all this time, why come to me?" The papers in Lucien's hand stilled, his gaze rising to meet hers. For an instant, Rory glimpsed something raw and unguarded in his eyes, a fleeting echo of the connection they'd once shared. Then, with a subtle blink, his expression smoothed, the mask of the consummate fixer sliding back into place. "Because, Rory," Lucien said, his voice tinged with a hint of melancholy, "some debts can only be repaid in person." With a delicate gesture, he spread the contents of the envelope across the table, waiting for her attention to shift to the revealed documents. Rory's eyes descended, her mind instinctively racing to analyze the information, even as a part of her remained tangled in the uneasy dance of their unresolved past. The documents, she noted, were addressed to her, the name "Aurora Carter" typed in bold, accusing letters across the top page. A shiver danced down her spine as she reached for the paper, her fingers brushing against Lucien's in the process. The spark of electricity that jumped between them this time was undeniable. Rory's gaze flashed up to meet Lucien's, the air between them throbbing with the weight of unspoken things, and the promise of complications yet to come.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
0.0000% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags4
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"she said finally, her voice firm, though a hint of wariness seeped in [finally]"
1"Rory replied, her eyes drifting back to Lucien [back]"
88.2904% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <1% AI-ism adverbs (57 tracked)
wordCount854
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"suddenly"
count1
highlights
0"suddenly"
100.0000% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
100.0000% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
0.0000% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <1% AI-ism words (140 tracked)
wordCount854
totalAiIsms12
found
0
word"enigmatic"
count1
1
word"tinged"
count1
2
word"flickered"
count1
3
word"flicked"
count1
4
word"gleaming"
count1
5
word"unspoken"
count2
6
word"weight"
count1
7
word"dance"
count1
8
word"amidst"
count1
9
word"echo"
count1
10
word"navigated"
count1
highlights
0"enigmatic"
1"tinged"
2"flickered"
3"flicked"
4"gleaming"
5"unspoken"
6"weight"
7"dance"
8"amidst"
9"echo"
10"navigated"
100.0000% Cliche density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
highlights
0"eyes narrowed"
100.0000% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences44
matches(empty)
100.0000% Filter word density
Target: ≤12% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences44
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.0000% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤10% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences48
matches(empty)
30.4725% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs17
mean49.94
std12.82
cv0.257
sampleLengths
072
155
249
371
455
536
656
745
827
942
1049
1160
1231
1351
1444
1568
1638
100.0000% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤5% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences44
matches
0"were addressed"
100.0000% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤10% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs130
matches(empty)
88.0000% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount743
adjectiveStacks2
stackExamples
0"small, crescent-shaped scar"
1"slim, cream-colored envelope"
adverbCount25
adverbRatio0.033647375504710635
lyAdverbCount11
lyAdverbRatio0.014804845222072678
100.0000% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences48
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.0000% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences48
mean17.69
std7.23
cv0.409
sampleLengths
010
123
223
316
415
520
620
721
814
914
1020
1114
1222
1315
1413
1516
1610
1716
1821
198
207
2119
2210
2327
2410
2523
2612
278
2815
294
3014
3128
328
3315
3426
3518
3622
3720
3831
3912
4021
4118
4244
4327
4421
4520
4612
4726
56.9444% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats1
diversityRatio0.3541666666666667
totalSentences48
uniqueOpeners17
0.0000% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤30% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags4
fancyCount4
fancyTags
0"she said finally, her voice firm, though a hint of wariness seeped in (say finally, firm, seep in)"
1"Rory replied, her eyes drifting back to Lucien (reply, drift)"
2"Rory began, her voice low, as he opened the envelope (begin, open)"
3"Lucien said, his voice tinged with a hint of melancholy, With a delicate gesture, he spread the contents of the envelope across the table, waiting for her attention to shift to the revealed documents (say, tinged spread wait shift reveal)"
74.3357%