Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNF078P8VV4300HM6PCJ24T

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Duration:
10.1s
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$0.000306
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Clarifai

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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

AI
The ambersky bled into the horizon, a molten gold that swallowed the last vestiges of twilight. Dymas, the realm of Gluttony, sprawled before them like a feast laid out on the tongue of Hel. Aurora Carter, Rory to her friends, squinted against the oppressive heat, her breath misting in the thick, humid air. The scent of overripe fruit and exotic spices, mingled with the faint, metallic tang of something ancient and hungry, filled her nostrils. Her companion, Nyx, shifted restlessly beside her, a living shadow that seemed to absorb the light, their violet eyes fixed on the distant, shimmering vineyards that stretched towards the horizon like a sea of purple grapes. “This place... it’s like stepping into a dream,” Isolde Varga murmured, her silver hair catching the dying light as she adjusted the ancient, silver chain around her neck. Her voice was soft, almost a whisper carried on the wind, but it held an undeniable weight. “Or a nightmare. The Veil is thin here, Rory. Very thin.” She gestured vaguely towards the shimmering distortion visible only to those with supernatural sight – a faint, almost imperceptible ripple in the air, like heat haze over a desert, but colder, more alien. Nyx’s form flickered, solidifying into a more distinct silhouette, their shadow-self receding as they became more corporeal, a stark contrast to their usual incorporeal state. Rory’s gaze swept over the landscape. The ground beneath her boots was soft, yielding slightly, like rich, dark earth that had drunk deeply of something potent. Ancient, twisted trees, their bark the color of dried blood, loomed on the periphery, their branches reaching like skeletal fingers. In the center of the clearing, a vast, circular plaza unfolded, dominated by a colossal, ornate fountain. It spewed not water, but a viscous, crimson liquid that bubbled and hissed as it cascaded down polished obsidian steps. The air vibrated with the low, rhythmic thrumming of distant music – the sound of feasting, of celebration, of something primal and insatiable. “Where’s the portal?” Nyx asked, their voice a low murmur that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere. “I feel... the pull. But it’s not here. Not yet.” They moved with unnatural silence, their feet barely disturbing the thick grass, their gaze constantly scanning the periphery, as if expecting something to emerge from the shadows cast by the blood-red trees. “It’s not about a portal, Nyx,” Isolde replied, her pale lavender eyes fixed on the fountain. “It’s about the heart of the feast. The source of the indulgence. That’s where the Veil will thin further, where the hunger becomes palpable.” She took a step closer to the fountain, her silver hair swaying slightly, and Rory felt a sudden, inexplicable chill, despite the oppressive heat. “The Heartstone Pendant,” Isolde continued, her voice dropping to a near-whisper, “it pulses. It’s drawn here. To the source.” Rory’s hand instinctively went to her chest, where the small, crimson Heartstone Pendant rested against her skin. It had been a gift, a mystery, from an unknown benefactor. Now, it throbbed with a warmth that spread through her like a slow burn. She looked down at it, then back at the fountain, the liquid crimson seeming to swirl with a life of its own. The scent of decay beneath the spices grew stronger, a reminder of the realm’s true nature. “Let’s not linger,” Nyx said, their voice sharp, cutting through the thrumming music. “The closer we get to the source, the stronger the Veil’s pull becomes. It’s not just a barrier; it’s a prison. And here, it’s weakening.” They shifted again, becoming more incorporeal, their form blurring at the edges, a ghostly silhouette that seemed to melt into the shadows cast by the blood trees. “I’ll scout ahead. Stay close to the trees. The ground is... unstable near the feasting grounds.” Rory nodded, her mind racing. The Fae-Forged Blade, Isolde’s gift, felt heavy and cold in her hand, a reassuring weight against the creeping unease. She glanced at Isolde, who stood motionless, her silver hair flowing like liquid moonlight, her eyes closed as if listening to the very heartbeat of the realm. “What do you see, Seer?” she asked, her voice low. Isolde opened her eyes, the pale lavender irises reflecting the crimson fountain. “I see excess, Rory. Grandeur built on hunger. Souls bound to this place, their memories of Earth fading like smoke. The Prince’s court is a spectacle, a performance of power and indulgence. But beneath the surface... there is a rot. A hunger that consumes itself.” She took a step back from the fountain, her compulsion preventing her from lying, but her words were carefully chosen to mislead. “The Veil’s weakness is an opportunity, but also a danger. The deeper we go, the more the line between realms blurs. You must be vigilant.” Rory felt the warmth of the Heartstone intensify, a physical pressure against her ribs. She looked at Nyx, who had already melted into the shadows near the blood trees, their presence a silent warning. She looked at Isolde, the Half-Fae seer radiating an aura of ancient, unsettling wisdom. The realm of Gluttony was a feast laid bare, a spectacle of sensory overload, but beneath the vibrant colors and intoxicating scents lay a deeper, more primal hunger. The Veil was thin, the source of the indulgence was near, and the path forward was fraught with unseen dangers and the ever-present pull of the realms beyond. The exploration had only just begun, and the wonder was already tinged with a profound unease.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
59.09% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags11
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"She gestured vaguely [vaguely]"
1"They shifted again [again]"
dialogueSentences13
tagDensity0.846
leniency1
rawRatio0.182
effectiveRatio0.182
72.94% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount924
totalAiIsmAdverbs5
found
0
adverb"very"
count2
1
adverb"slightly"
count2
2
adverb"carefully"
count1
highlights
0"very"
1"slightly"
2"carefully"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
0.00% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount924
totalAiIsms22
found
0
word"oppressive"
count2
1
word"whisper"
count2
2
word"weight"
count2
3
word"flickered"
count1
4
word"stark"
count1
5
word"loomed"
count1
6
word"vibrated"
count1
7
word"rhythmic"
count1
8
word"silence"
count1
9
word"scanning"
count1
10
word"palpable"
count1
11
word"chill"
count1
12
word"throbbed"
count1
13
word"warmth"
count2
14
word"reminder"
count1
15
word"racing"
count1
16
word"tinged"
count1
17
word"profound"
count1
highlights
0"oppressive"
1"whisper"
2"weight"
3"flickered"
4"stark"
5"loomed"
6"vibrated"
7"rhythmic"
8"silence"
9"scanning"
10"palpable"
11"chill"
12"throbbed"
13"warmth"
14"reminder"
15"racing"
16"tinged"
17"profound"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences39
matches(empty)
32.97% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences39
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences41
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen67
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords920
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions5
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions30
wordCount728
uniqueNames13
maxNameDensity0.96
worstName"Isolde"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Isolde"
discoveredNames
Gluttony2
Hel1
Carter1
Rory6
Nyx5
Varga1
Isolde7
Heartstone2
Pendant1
Fae-Forged1
Blade1
Half-Fae1
Veil1
persons
0"Gluttony"
1"Carter"
2"Rory"
3"Nyx"
4"Varga"
5"Isolde"
6"Heartstone"
7"Pendant"
places(empty)
globalScore1
windowScore1
0.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences37
glossingSentenceCount5
matches
0"shadow that seemed to absorb the light, their violet eyes fixed on the distant, shimmering vineyards that stretched towards the horizon like a sea of purple grapes"
1"murmur that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere"
2"as if expecting something to emerge from the shadows cast by the blood-red trees"
3"silhouette that seemed to melt into the shadows cast by the blood trees"
4"as if listening to the very heartbeat of the realm"
91.30% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords1.087
wordCount920
matches
0"not water, but a viscous, crimson liquid"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences41
matches(empty)
21.54% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs10
mean92
std20.74
cv0.225
sampleLengths
0111
1114
2106
360
483
580
681
761
8104
9120
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences39
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs105
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount2
semicolonCount1
flaggedSentences3
totalSentences41
ratio0.073
matches
0"“Or a nightmare. The Veil is thin here, Rory. Very thin.” She gestured vaguely towards the shimmering distortion visible only to those with supernatural sight – a faint, almost imperceptible ripple in the air, like heat haze over a desert, but colder, more alien."
1"The air vibrated with the low, rhythmic thrumming of distant music – the sound of feasting, of celebration, of something primal and insatiable."
2"“The closer we get to the source, the stronger the Veil’s pull becomes. It’s not just a barrier; it’s a prison. And here, it’s weakening.” They shifted again, becoming more incorporeal, their form blurring at the edges, a ghostly silhouette that seemed to melt into the shadows cast by the blood trees."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount732
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount27
adverbRatio0.036885245901639344
lyAdverbCount12
lyAdverbRatio0.01639344262295082
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences41
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences41
mean22.44
std12.43
cv0.554
sampleLengths
016
118
219
322
436
528
617
744
825
96
1020
1120
1217
1320
1423
1518
1642
1716
1848
1919
2017
2111
2214
2322
2416
2513
2652
2716
285
2919
3027
3110
3212
3367
3425
3514
3620
3714
3828
3928
4016
63.41% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats4
diversityRatio0.43902439024390244
totalSentences41
uniqueOpeners18
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences39
matches(empty)
ratio0
76.41% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount14
totalSentences39
matches
0"Her companion, Nyx, shifted restlessly"
1"Her voice was soft, almost"
2"She gestured vaguely towards the"
3"It spewed not water, but"
4"They moved with unnatural silence,"
5"She took a step closer"
6"It had been a gift,"
7"She looked down at it,"
8"They shifted again, becoming more"
9"She glanced at Isolde, who"
10"she asked, her voice low"
11"She took a step back"
12"She looked at Nyx, who"
13"She looked at Isolde, the"
ratio0.359
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount36
totalSentences39
matches
0"The ambersky bled into the"
1"Dymas, the realm of Gluttony,"
2"Aurora Carter, Rory to her"
3"The scent of overripe fruit"
4"Her companion, Nyx, shifted restlessly"
5"Isolde Varga murmured, her silver"
6"Her voice was soft, almost"
7"She gestured vaguely towards the"
8"Nyx’s form flickered, solidifying into"
9"Rory’s gaze swept over the"
10"The ground beneath her boots"
11"It spewed not water, but"
12"The air vibrated with the"
13"Nyx asked, their voice a"
14"They moved with unnatural silence,"
15"Isolde replied, her pale lavender"
16"She took a step closer"
17"Isolde continued, her voice dropping"
18"Rory’s hand instinctively went to"
19"It had been a gift,"
ratio0.923
100.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences39
matches
0"Now, it throbbed with a"
ratio0.026
32.97% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences26
technicalSentenceCount4
matches
0"The ambersky bled into the horizon, a molten gold that swallowed the last vestiges of twilight."
1"Her companion, Nyx, shifted restlessly beside her, a living shadow that seemed to absorb the light, their violet eyes fixed on the distant, shimmering vineyards…"
2"The ground beneath her boots was soft, yielding slightly, like rich, dark earth that had drunk deeply of something potent."
3"She glanced at Isolde, who stood motionless, her silver hair flowing like liquid moonlight, her eyes closed as if listening to the very heartbeat of the realm."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags11
uselessAdditionCount4
matches
0"Isolde replied, her pale lavender eyes fixed on the fountain"
1"Isolde continued, her voice dropping to a near-whisper,"
2"Nyx said, their voice sharp, cutting through the thrumming music"
3"she asked, her voice low"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags6
fancyCount2
fancyTags
0"Isolde Varga murmured (murmur)"
1"Isolde continued (continue)"
dialogueSentences13
tagDensity0.462
leniency0.923
rawRatio0.333
effectiveRatio0.308
65.0213%