Run: 2026-02-17-01KHMPHHFHE0P595D9CANQFA0S

Run Details

Model:: Llama 3.1 8B
Test:: Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:: Fantasy: entering an ancient ruin
Duration:: 46.6s
Cost:: $0.000083
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="4418" name="Nyx" aliases="Nyx, the Shadow, Nightwhisper" pronouns="they/them" species="Shade" storyRole="Wild Card">
  <eyeColor>faintly glowing violet</eyeColor>
  <height>approximately 6'2" in solid form</height>
  <age>ageless</age>
  <form>humanoid silhouette of living shadow, can shift between solid and incorporeal</form>
  <voice>sounds like a whisper carried on the wind</voice>
  <description>A being of living shadow, existing between the mortal plane and the spaces between realms.</description>
  <backstory>Nyx was once a human sorcerer named Aldric who became trapped between realms during a failed summoning ritual in 1643. They now exist as a Shade, bound to the mortal plane but able to slip between shadows.</backstory>
</character>

<character id="4424" name="Isolde Varga" aliases="Isolde, the Seer" pronouns="she/her" species="Half-Fae" storyRole="Oracle">
  <eyeColor>pale lavender</eyeColor>
  <hair>silver, reaching her waist</hair>
  <height>5'5"</height>
  <age>300 years old</age>
  <appearance>ethereal, ageless</appearance>
  <speech>speaks in riddles</speech>
  <footprints>leaves no footprints when she walks</footprints>
  <compulsion>cannot lie (Fae compulsion) but can mislead</compulsion>
  <description>A Half-Fae seer exiled from the Fae Courts for sharing visions with mortals.</description>
  <backstory>She now lives in a hidden grove in Richmond Park, offering cryptic prophecies to those who seek her out.</backstory>
</character>

<location id="853" name="Dymas (Gluttony)" aliases="Dymas, gluttony, Dymasian" realm="Hel" sin="Gluttony">
  <ruler>Prince Belphegor</ruler>
  <skyColor>warm amber</skyColor>
  <description>A place of excess and indulgence. Sprawling vineyards, orchards, and gardens provide exotic ingredients for master chefs — often helbound souls contracted from Earth. Grand feasts and culinary competitions are common.</description>
</location>

<location id="861" name="The Fae Grove" aliases="Isolde's grove, Richmond grove, the Grove" realm="Earth (Fae-touched)">
  <parkLocation>Richmond Park</parkLocation>
  <standingStones>ancient oak standing stones mark the boundary</standingStones>
  <timeBehavior>time moves differently — an hour inside can be minutes or days outside</timeBehavior>
  <flora>wildflowers bloom year-round</flora>
  <description>A hidden clearing that exists in a pocket between Earth and the Fae realm.</description>
</location>

<item id="2001" name="Heartstone Pendant" aliases="the pendant, Heartstone" type="Artifact" origin="Dymas">
  <gemstoneColor>deep crimson</gemstoneColor>
  <chainMaterial>silver chain</chainMaterial>
  <size>roughly the size of a thumbnail</size>
  <behavior>pulses faintly with warmth when near a Hel portal</behavior>
  <glow>faint inner glow</glow>
  <description>Given to Aurora by an unknown benefactor.</description>
</item>

<item id="2006" name="Fae-Forged Blade" aliases="the Fae blade, Isolde's gift" type="Weapon" origin="The Fae Courts">
  <material>moonsilver</material>
  <shape>slender, leaf-shaped dagger</shape>
  <temperature>always cold to the touch</temperature>
  <glow>faintly luminescent in moonlight</glow>
  <power>can cut through magical wards; particularly effective against demons</power>
  <givenTo>given to Aurora by Isolde as a gift</givenTo>
  <description>A weapon of the Fae Courts, rare and highly coveted.</description>
</item>

<lore id="7001" name="The Veil" aliases="the Veil, the Barrier, the Boundary" category="Cosmology">
  <solsticeEffect>weakens during the winter solstice, strengthens during the summer solstice</solsticeEffect>
  <appearance>faint shimmering distortion visible only to those with supernatural sight</appearance>
  <monitoring>rift points (tears in the Veil) are monitored by the Wardens</monitoring>
  <description>The Veil is the metaphysical barrier separating Earth from Hel and the Fae Realms.</description>
</lore>
</codex>

Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the fantasy genre.

A small group enters an ancient, otherworldly place for the first time. The environment is alien and wondrous. Describe their exploration — what they see, hear, and feel as they move deeper. Include moments of discovery, unease, and wonder. Let the world-building emerge through the characters' experience rather than exposition.

Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters, setting, and lore.
Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary.

Model response

As they stepped through the veil of the standing stones, the air seemed to thicken, like the brushstrokes of a painter's palette. The sky above, a deep, foreboding indigo, pressed down upon them, and the scent of damp earth and greenery filled their lungs. Rory felt a thrill of excitement course through her veins, her heart racing with anticipation.

Isolde, her guide and friend, smiled knowingly, her eyes glinting with a hint of mischief. "Welcome to the Fae Grove," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, yet carrying on the still air. "A place where the very fabric of time is woven."

The three of them – Rory, Nyx, and Isolde – walked in silence, their footsteps quiet on the soft, emerald-green grass. The trees loomed above them, their branches twisted and gnarled, like the fingers of an ancient, mystical hand. Rory felt a shiver run down her spine as she reached out to touch the bark of one of the ancient oaks. It was cool to the touch, like the surface of a moonlit pond, and seemed to hum with a gentle, otherworldly energy.

Nyx, ever the enigma, drifted ahead, their form shifting between shadow and substance as they moved. Rory watched, fascinated, as Nyx's silhouette blurred and reformed, their presence both there and not there, like a whispered secret. "They're trying to understand the layout," Isolde said, a small, enigmatic smile playing on her lips. "The Grove can be...treacherous."

Rory nodded, her eyes scanning the surroundings. The air was filled with the sweet, heady scent of wildflowers – not just one type, but a hundred, all blooming simultaneously, like a riotous explosion of color. "This is...incredible," she breathed, her voice barely audible.

As they walked deeper into the Grove, the trees grew taller, their trunks thickening, until Rory felt as though they were walking through a cathedral, the vaulted ceiling lost in the darkness above. The air vibrated with the hum of insect life – tiny, iridescent creatures flitted about their heads, their wings beating in a hypnotic rhythm. Rory felt her senses reel, overwhelmed by the sheer, primal beauty of the place.

Isolde paused, her head cocked to one side, her eyes narrowed in concentration. "Wait," she said, her voice low and urgent. "Listen."

Rory and Nyx froze, their ears attuning to the subtle vibrations of the Grove. At first, they heard nothing but the soft susurrations of the trees, the distant thrum of the wind. But then, like the first whispers of a gentle stream, a faint melody began to emerge. It was a music both ancient and timeless, like the whisper of the universe itself. Rory's heart swelled with wonder as she listened, entranced.

As they stood there, the music grew louder, until it became a cacophony of sound – a thousand different melodies blended into a single, majestic harmony. Rory felt her soul soar, lifted by the sheer, aching beauty of it. This was the heart of the Fae Grove – a place where time itself was woven, where the fabric of reality was both fragile and resilient.

Nyx, ever the mystery, seemed to be drawn deeper into the music, their form shifting and flowing like a shadow across the trees. Rory felt a twinge of unease, unsure if Nyx was still with them, or if they'd become one with the Grove itself. "Nyx?" she called out, her voice barely above a whisper.

The response was a gentle, ethereal whisper, like the soft caress of a summer breeze. "I am here, Rory," Nyx replied, their voice like a sigh on the wind. "And I am not. But I will always be here, with you, in this place."

Rory smiled, a sense of wonder still resonating within her. She turned to Isolde, who watched her with a knowing smile. "This is what the Grove does to mortals," she said, her voice low and enigmatic. "It...awakens something deep within. Something primal. Something divine."

As they walked deeper into the heart of the Grove, the music faded, replaced by an oppressive stillness. Rory felt a sense of unease creep over her, a shiver running down her spine. Something was watching them, lurking just beyond the treeline.

"What is it?" she whispered to Isolde, her voice barely audible.

Isolde's smile grew wider, her eyes glinting with a hint of mischief. "The Grove has a way of...keeping secrets," she said, her voice dripping with enigma. "And of revealing truths."

Rory's heart skipped a beat as she looked around, her senses on high alert. They were being watched, she was certain of it. But by what, or whom, she had no idea.

Evaluation details

Result

Evaluator

Details

Meta Data

59.2593%

Adverbs in dialogue tags

Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs

totalTags

adverbTagCount

adverbTags

0	"she said, her voice barely above a whisper, yet carrying on the still air [barely]"
1	"she breathed, her voice barely audible [barely]"

47.9167%

AI-ism adverb frequency

Target: <1% AI-ism adverbs (57 tracked)

wordCount

768

totalAiIsmAdverbs

found

adverb	"knowingly"
count	1

adverb	"barely above a whisper"
count	2

adverb	"very"
count	1

highlights

0	"knowingly"
1	"barely above a whisper"
2	"very"

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)

wordCount

768

totalAiIsms

found

word	"ethereal"
count	1

word	"cacophony"
count	1

word	"enigmatic"
count	2

word	"enigma"
count	2

word	"glinting"
count	2

word	"foreboding"
count	1

word	"oppressive"
count	1

word	"otherworldly"
count	1

word	"loomed"
count	1

word	"anticipation"
count	1

word	"footsteps"
count	1

highlights

0	"ethereal"
1	"cacophony"
2	"enigmatic"
3	"enigma"
4	"glinting"
5	"foreboding"
6	"oppressive"
7	"otherworldly"
8	"loomed"
9	"anticipation"
10	"footsteps"

66.6667%

Cliche density

Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window

totalCliches

maxInWindow

found

label	"eyes widened/narrowed"
count	1

label	"sense of foreboding"
count	1

highlights

0	"eyes narrowed"
1	"a sense of unease"

100.0000%

Emotion telling (show vs. tell)

Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling

emotionTells	0
narrationSentences	45
matches	(empty)

100.0000%

Filter word density

Target: ≤12% sentences with filter/hedge words

filterCount

hedgeCount

narrationSentences

filterMatches

(empty)

hedgeMatches

0	"seemed to"
1	"began to"

100.0000%

Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)

Target: ≤10% sentences with "that" clauses

thatCount	0
totalSentences	51
matches	(empty)

67.6375%

Paragraph length variance

Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts

totalParagraphs

mean

48.31

std

18.68

0.387

sampleLengths

0	59
1	44
2	83
3	56
4	43
5	71
6	22
7	72
8	65
9	55
10	44
11	44
12	42
13	11
14	30
15	32

88.8889%

Passive voice overuse

Target: ≤5% passive sentences

passiveCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"was filled"
1	"was woven"
2	"being watched"

100.0000%

Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse

Target: ≤10% past progressive verbs

pastProgressiveCount

totalVerbs

110

matches

0	"were walking"
1	"was watching"

94.0000%

Purple prose (modifier overload)

Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking

wordCount

689

adjectiveStacks

stackExamples

0	"soft, emerald-green grass."

adverbCount

adverbRatio

0.02902757619738752

lyAdverbCount

lyAdverbRatio

0.010159651669085631

100.0000%

Repeated phrase echo

Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)

totalSentences	51
echoCount	0
echoWords	(empty)

100.0000%

Sentence length variance

Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts

totalSentences

mean

15.16

std

6.5

0.429

sampleLengths

0	22
1	22
2	15
3	15
4	19
5	10
6	21
7	18
8	22
9	22
10	16
11	20
12	16
13	4
14	7
15	28
16	8
17	33
18	24
19	14
20	13
21	8
22	1
23	14
24	18
25	16
26	15
27	9
28	26
29	13
30	26
31	23
32	22
33	10
34	15
35	14
36	15
37	10
38	11
39	15
40	8
41	18
42	15
43	9
44	11
45	12
46	14
47	4
48	14
49	9

60.1307%

Sentence opener variety

Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers

consecutiveRepeats	1
diversityRatio	0.37254901960784315
totalSentences	51
uniqueOpeners	19

8.3333%

Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)

Target: ≤30% fancy dialogue tags

totalTags

fancyCount

fancyTags

0	"she said, her voice barely above a whisper, yet carrying on the still air (say, carry on)"
1	"Isolde said, a small, enigmatic smile playing on her lips (say, play)"
2	"she breathed, her voice barely audible (breathe)"
3	"Nyx replied, their voice like a sigh on the wind (reply, like)"
4	"whispered (whisper)"
5	"she said, her voice dripping with enigma (say, drip)"

76.0490%