Run: 2026-02-19-01KHSZ8JTT38GYM66MKZZ9TD0Y

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Duration:
29.7s
Cost:
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System
You are an expert fiction writer. Always keep the following rules in mind: - Write in past tense and use General English spelling, grammar, and colloquialisms/slang. - Write in active voice - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. - Avoid adverbs and cliches and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Convey events and story through dialogue. - Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. - Skip "he/she said said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech - Avoid mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or add unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Reduce indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" When writing text: - NEVER conclude the scene on your own, follow the beat instructions very closely. - NEVER end with foreshadowing. - NEVER write further than what I prompt you with. - AVOID imagining possible endings, NEVER deviate from the instructions. - STOP EARLY if the continuation contains what was required in the instructions. You do not need to fill out the full amount of words possible.
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <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> Continue the story using the following instructions: <instructions> 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. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The air hummed with a low, resonant vibration as Rory stepped through the standing stones, her boots sinking into moss so thick it muffled every sound. The moment she crossed the boundary, the world tilted—just for a heartbeat—like the ground had shifted beneath her. She steadied herself against the nearest oak, its bark rough under her palm, and exhaled. "Well. That was *not* like walking through a regular park." Nyx materialized beside her, their violet glow casting long, wavering shadows across the clearing. "The Grove doesn’t *like* visitors. It decides who stays." Isolde didn’t look back as she glided forward, her silver hair catching the dappled light like spun metal. "And yet, here you are." Her voice carried the weight of something unspoken, a warning wrapped in silk. "The stones remember your blood, Rory. That’s why it let you pass." Rory flexed her fingers, the crescent scar on her wrist prickling. She didn’t have time to dwell on it. The clearing opened before them, wider than it had any right to be, the trees bending back like courtiers parting for royalty. Wildflowers carpeted the ground in impossible colors—blues that bled into violet, golds that shimmered like molten metal. The air smelled of honey and rain, thick enough to taste. Nyx inhaled deeply, their shadowy form rippling. "I haven’t been somewhere this *alive* in centuries." Isolde’s laugh was a chime, light but edged. "Alive? No. This place is *hungry*." She crouched, brushing her fingers over a patch of iridescent mushrooms. They pulsed faintly at her touch. "It feeds on memory. On time." Rory’s stomach twisted. "That’s… not ominous at all." A breeze slithered through the grove, carrying whispers—voices, maybe, or just the rustle of leaves speaking in a language she almost understood. The trees here weren’t just trees. Their trunks twisted into spirals, knots forming faces that watched them pass. One, an ancient oak with bark like cracked leather, had a hollow that looked almost like a mouth. Nyx drifted toward it, their form flickering between solid and smoke. "It’s breathing." Rory didn’t want to look too closely. They moved deeper, the path narrowing until the branches overhead wove into a tunnel, blocking out the sky. The light here was different—softer, greener, as if filtered through stained glass. Fireflies the size of Rory’s thumb darted between the leaves, their glow painting everything in shifting hues. Then the ground sloped downward, and the grove opened into a valley. Rory’s breath caught. A lake stretched before them, its surface so still it might’ve been glass. But it wasn’t water. The liquid shimmered like mercury, reflecting not the sky but something else—fragments of other places, other times. A flicker of a city that wasn’t London. A forest that burned without smoke. A face, just for a second, before it dissolved. Isolde stepped to the water’s edge, her bare feet leaving no prints. "The Pool of Echoes. It shows what you *need* to see. Not always what you *want*." Nyx hovered beside Rory, their glow dimming. "I don’t like this." Rory didn’t either. But the pendant around her neck had grown warm, the crimson heartstone pulsing in time with her heartbeat. She reached for it instinctively, the metal hot against her skin. A ripple disturbed the pool’s surface. The reflections stilled. Then, slowly, the liquid began to rise—not in waves, but in tendrils, like fingers reaching for the sky. They coiled together, forming a shape. A figure. A man, tall and broad-shouldered, with eyes like embers and a smile that made Rory’s teeth ache. Belphegor. The name slithered into her mind, unbidden. The demon prince tilted his head, his voice a velvet purr that vibrated in her bones. *"Little thief. You’ve been busy."* Rory’s pulse hammered in her throat. She didn’t remember stealing anything. But the way he looked at her—like she was a meal he’d been waiting to devour—made her skin crawl. Nyx’s form solidified, their shadowy hands curling into fists. "You’re not welcome here." Belphegor laughed, the sound echoing from the pool like a chorus. *"Oh, but I am. The Grove remembers me. It remembers *her*."* His gaze flicked to Rory, sharp as a blade. *"Ask your seer about the blood in your veins, Aurora Carter. Ask her why the Veil bends for you."* Isolde’s fingers tightened around Rory’s wrist, her nails biting into skin. "Don’t listen. He lies." But the pendant burned hotter, searing against Rory’s collarbone. And in the pool, Belphegor’s smile widened, his teeth too white, too sharp. *"Run, little thief,"* he murmured. *"But you can’t outrun what you are."* The pool erupted. Liquid mercury surged upward, forming a wall between them and the demon. Rory stumbled back, Nyx’s shadow wrapping around her arm like a lifeline. Isolde’s voice cut through the chaos, sharp as a whip. "Now, Rory! *Move!*" They ran. The grove twisted around them, paths shifting like living things. Branches lashed at Rory’s arms, thorns catching in her sleeves. Behind them, the demon’s laughter echoed, bouncing between the trees. *"You can’t hide forever!"* Nyx’s grip on her arm tightened. "He’s not just in the pool. He’s *here*." Rory didn’t need to be told twice. She bolted, her lungs burning, the pendant a brand against her chest. The trees blurred past, their whispers rising into a chorus of warnings. Then, just like that, the grove spat them out. They stumbled into the clearing, the standing stones looming ahead. Rory didn’t stop until she’d crossed the boundary, her back hitting the rough bark of an oak. She gasped, her hands shaking as she clutched the pendant. Nyx materialized beside her, their form flickering like a dying flame. "What the hell was that?" Isolde emerged last, her silver hair tangled with leaves, her lavender eyes dark. She didn’t answer. Instead, she pressed something cold and sharp into Rory’s palm. The Fae blade. Its edge glinted in the fading light, the moonsilver humming faintly, as if waking from a long sleep. Rory’s fingers closed around the hilt. "What am I supposed to do with this?" Isolde’s smile was sad. "Survive."
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags4
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences24
tagDensity0.167
leniency0.333
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
95.08% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1017
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"slowly"
count1
highlights
0"slowly"
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)
11.50% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1017
totalAiIsms18
found
0
word"wavering"
count1
1
word"carried the weight"
count1
2
word"unspoken"
count1
3
word"silk"
count1
4
word"shimmered"
count2
5
word"pulsed"
count1
6
word"stomach"
count1
7
word"flicker"
count1
8
word"echoes"
count1
9
word"velvet"
count1
10
word"vibrated"
count1
11
word"pulse"
count1
12
word"echoing"
count1
13
word"flicked"
count1
14
word"searing"
count1
15
word"echoed"
count1
16
word"looming"
count1
highlights
0"wavering"
1"carried the weight"
2"unspoken"
3"silk"
4"shimmered"
5"pulsed"
6"stomach"
7"flicker"
8"echoes"
9"velvet"
10"vibrated"
11"pulse"
12"echoing"
13"flicked"
14"searing"
15"echoed"
16"looming"
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
emotionTells1
narrationSentences81
matches
0"was sad"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences81
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences101
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen26
ratio0
matches(empty)
87.02% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans14
markdownWords57
totalWords1009
ratio0.056
matches
0"not"
1"like"
2"alive"
3"hungry"
4"need"
5"want"
6"\"Little thief. You’ve been busy.\""
7"\"Oh, but I am. The Grove remembers me. It remembers *her"
8"\"Ask your seer about the blood in your veins, Aurora Carter. Ask her why the Veil bends for you.\""
9"\"Run, little thief,\""
10"\"But you can’t outrun what you are.\""
11"Move!"
12"\"You can’t hide forever!\""
13"here"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions7
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
33.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions39
wordCount844
uniqueNames6
maxNameDensity2.25
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity4
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Rory19
London1
Isolde7
Belphegor3
Nyx8
Fae1
persons
0"Rory"
1"Isolde"
2"Belphegor"
3"Nyx"
places
0"London"
globalScore0.374
windowScore0.333
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences67
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"as if waking from a long sleep"
1.78% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches2
per1kWords1.982
wordCount1009
matches
0"not the sky but something else"
1"not in waves, but in tendrils, like fingers reaching for the sky"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences101
matches
0"like that, the"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs45
mean22.42
std18
cv0.803
sampleLengths
059
110
223
348
469
515
637
78
858
913
107
1147
1212
133
1457
1528
1611
1732
186
1946
201
217
2221
2330
2413
2550
2615
2722
2812
293
3034
313
322
3330
344
3514
3631
379
3837
3916
4026
413
4218
4314
445
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences81
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs151
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount9
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences7
totalSentences101
ratio0.069
matches
0"The moment she crossed the boundary, the world tilted—just for a heartbeat—like the ground had shifted beneath her."
1"Wildflowers carpeted the ground in impossible colors—blues that bled into violet, golds that shimmered like molten metal."
2"A breeze slithered through the grove, carrying whispers—voices, maybe, or just the rustle of leaves speaking in a language she almost understood."
3"The light here was different—softer, greener, as if filtered through stained glass."
4"The liquid shimmered like mercury, reflecting not the sky but something else—fragments of other places, other times."
5"Then, slowly, the liquid began to rise—not in waves, but in tendrils, like fingers reaching for the sky."
6"But the way he looked at her—like she was a meal he’d been waiting to devour—made her skin crawl."
97.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount852
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount37
adverbRatio0.04342723004694836
lyAdverbCount6
lyAdverbRatio0.007042253521126761
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences101
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences101
mean9.99
std5.55
cv0.555
sampleLengths
026
118
215
310
414
59
618
718
812
911
108
1122
1217
1311
147
158
168
1717
186
196
203
215
2222
236
2412
2518
2611
272
287
2918
3012
3117
3212
333
3413
354
3617
378
386
399
4012
4116
427
434
443
4518
4611
476
483
4918
52.81% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats5
diversityRatio0.3465346534653465
totalSentences101
uniqueOpeners35
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences77
matches
0"Then the ground sloped downward,"
1"Then, slowly, the liquid began"
2"Then, just like that, the"
3"Instead, she pressed something cold"
ratio0.052
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount16
totalSentences77
matches
0"She steadied herself against the"
1"Her voice carried the weight"
2"She didn’t have time to"
3"She crouched, brushing her fingers"
4"They pulsed faintly at her"
5"Their trunks twisted into spirals,"
6"They moved deeper, the path"
7"She reached for it instinctively,"
8"They coiled together, forming a"
9"She didn’t remember stealing anything."
10"His gaze flicked to Rory,"
11"She bolted, her lungs burning,"
12"They stumbled into the clearing,"
13"She gasped, her hands shaking"
14"She didn’t answer."
15"Its edge glinted in the"
ratio0.208
37.92% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount65
totalSentences77
matches
0"The air hummed with a"
1"The moment she crossed the"
2"She steadied herself against the"
3"Nyx materialized beside her, their"
4"Isolde didn’t look back as"
5"Her voice carried the weight"
6"Rory flexed her fingers, the"
7"She didn’t have time to"
8"The clearing opened before them,"
9"Wildflowers carpeted the ground in"
10"The air smelled of honey"
11"Nyx inhaled deeply, their shadowy"
12"Isolde’s laugh was a chime,"
13"She crouched, brushing her fingers"
14"They pulsed faintly at her"
15"Rory’s stomach twisted."
16"A breeze slithered through the"
17"The trees here weren’t just"
18"Their trunks twisted into spirals,"
19"Nyx drifted toward it, their"
ratio0.844
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences77
matches(empty)
ratio0
45.45% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences44
technicalSentenceCount6
matches
0"Wildflowers carpeted the ground in impossible colors—blues that bled into violet, golds that shimmered like molten metal."
1"Their trunks twisted into spirals, knots forming faces that watched them pass."
2"The light here was different—softer, greener, as if filtered through stained glass."
3"A man, tall and broad-shouldered, with eyes like embers and a smile that made Rory’s teeth ache."
4"The demon prince tilted his head, his voice a velvet purr that vibrated in her bones."
5"Its edge glinted in the fading light, the moonsilver humming faintly, as if waking from a long sleep."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags4
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"Her voice carried, a warning wrapped in silk"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags1
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"he murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences24
tagDensity0.042
leniency0.083
rawRatio1
effectiveRatio0.083
75.3968%