Run: 2026-02-19-01KHT05RRP4W6FRASN77ZW7MCE

Run Details

Duration:
57.2s
Cost:
$0.054266
Provider:
Google AI Studio

Model input

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 tasted like caramelized sugar and hot copper. Aurora Carter stumbled, the heel of her boot catching on a root the size of a python, and pitched forward. She braced for the impact of asphalt or concrete, but her hands sank into something soft, damp, and sickeningly warm. She pushed herself up, wiping a smear of violet pulp from her palms on her jeans. The rift behind them snapped shut with the sound of a whip crack, severing the connection to the grey drizzle of London. Silence rushed in to fill the void, heavy and suffocating. Aurora scanned the horizon. "Okay. Definitely not Cardiff." Above, the sky churned, a bruised expanse of warm amber clouds that offered no sun, yet bathed the world in a perpetual, golden twilight. It cast long, distorted shadows across a landscape that defied geometry. Hills rolled like mounds of rising dough, covered in vegetation that glistened with an unhealthy sheen. Nyx coalesced beside her. One moment the space was empty, the next, a silhouette of living darkness stood tall against the amber light. The edges of their form smoked, tendrils of shadow reaching out to taste the air. "Rich," Nyx whispered, a sound like dry leaves skittering over pavement. They drifted closer to a cluster of gnarled vines wrapping around a tree trunk that looked suspiciously like a femur bone. "The atmosphere drips with it. Desire. Hunger. A million starving mouths screaming in a vacuum." Aurora tapped the crimson stone resting against her sternum. The Heartstone Pendant pulsed, a rhythmic thrumming of heat against her skin that matched her own elevated heart rate. It wasn't just warm; it felt feverish. "Is this it? Dymas?" She kept her hand near the waistband of her jeans, where the Fae-Forged Blade sat sheathed. The moonsilver handle felt freezing against her hip, a stark contrast to the oppressive humidity. Isolde Varga glided past them. The Seer didn't walk so much as drift, the hem of her gown skimming the tops of the strange, fleshy moss without disturbing a single spore. Her silver hair reflected the amber sky, turning it into spun gold, but her pale lavender eyes remained sharp, dissecting the landscape. "The belly of the beast is never empty," Isolde murmured, her voice melodic and detached. She paused before a hanging fruit, a bulbous, dark red sphere that dripped a thick, honey-like sap. "We stand in the larder of Prince Belphegor. Tread lightly, child of iron and willpower. The ground here likes to feast as much as the lords do." Aurora grimaced at the fruit. It smelled divine—roasted meat and spiced wine—but beneath the aroma lay the unmistakable stench of rot. "Right. Don't eat the landscaping. Got it." They pushed forward. The terrain fought them. Vines snagged at Aurora’s jacket, the thorns soft but sticky, clinging like grasping fingers. The air grew thicker the deeper they went, carrying scents that triggered a primal, confusing response in Aurora’s gut. Her mouth watered while her stomach rolled in nausea. To her left, a stream cut through the grove. It flowed with a sluggish viscosity, the liquid a deep, opaque burgundy. It slapped against the banks with wet, heavy sounds. Aurora approached the edge, peering down. "Is that... wine?" Nyx drifted over the surface. The darkness of their form rippled. "Fermented blood of the earth. Or perhaps just blood. The distinction here is a matter of vintage." "Gross." Aurora backed away. "Keep moving. If the pendant is pulling this hard, we have to be close to something important." The vegetation transformed as they advanced. The trees grew taller, their bark peeling away to reveal wood that looked like marbled muscle. Flowers the size of dinner plates bloomed in the undergrowth, their petals open wide, exposing sticky, oscillating centers that tracked the group's movement. A low hum vibrated through the soles of Aurora's boots. It wasn't mechanical; it sounded biological, like the purring of a colossal cat or the digestion of a massive stomach. Isolde stopped abruptly. She raised a slender hand, fingers splayed. "Stillness." Aurora froze. She held her breath, listening. The hum grew louder. Through the dense curtain of vines ahead, a sound emerged—wet tearing, rhythmic chewing, and a low, resonant moaning that teetered between pleasure and agony. "What is that?" Aurora whispered, the hair on her arms standing up. "A patron," Nyx hissed, currenting into a flatter, two-dimensional shape against the ground before rising again. "Indulging." Isolde turned her head, her expression unreadable. "Curiosity kills the cat, but satisfaction brings it back. Do you wish to see the face of this realm, Aurora?" "I wish to find a way out, and if the path is through the dining room, then yes." Aurora pulled the Fae dagger from its sheath. The moonsilver blade glowed with a faint, spectral light, cutting through the amber hazy gloom. The temperature around her hand dropped instantly, the cold bite of the metal grounding her. She slashed through a curtain of weeping moss. The fibers parted easily under the Fae steel, shriveling away as if burned by the blade’s purity. They stepped into a clearing. In the center sat a stone table, massive and ornate, carved with reliefs of gaping m aws. Piled high upon it were mounds of food—roasted birds with glistening golden skin, towers of fruits that pulsed with light, breads that steamed in the humid air. And sitting at the head of the table was a creature. It was roughly humanoid, but its proportions were grotesque. Skin the color of raw dough stretched tight over layers of fat that cascaded like wax down a candle. It had three sets of arms, all busy, shoving handfuls of the feast into a mouth that unhinged like a snake's. It didn't notice them. It was too lost in the rhythm of consumption. Aurora swallowed down thebile rising in her throat. "Tell me we don't have to fight that." "It is not a guardian," Isolde said softly. "Merely a guest. A soul who bargained for eternal plenty and received exactly what they asked for." Nyx moved closer to the table, their violet eyes narrowing. "Look at the chains." Aurora squinted. Amidst the folds of flesh and the scattering of bones, thin, golden chains bound the creature's wrists to the table. They were delicate, almost like jewelry, but they pulled taut every time the creature reached for a new platter. "Prisoner," Aurora corrected. "It's a prisoner." "In Dymas, there is no difference," Nyx said. The creature paused. Its head, heavy and swaying on a thick neck, snapped toward them. Eyes obscured by folds of skin blinked open—milky, blind, and weeping red tears. "More?" the creature rasped. The voice was wet, bubbling up through layers of grease. "Is there... more?" Aurora took a step back, gripping the dagger tight. "We're not food." The creature hauled itself up, the stone chair grinding against the floor. "Smells... fresh. Smells... bitter. Like iron. Like struggle." One of its six hands lashed out, grabbing a goblet of wine and hurling it. The goblet shattered against a tree near Aurora's head, spraying shards of crystal and burgundy liquid. The liquid hissed where it touched the bark, eating into the wood. "Run?" Aurora asked, though her feet were already shifting her weight. "Observation concluded," Nyx agreed. They bolted. The creature roared, a sound of frustration that shook the leaves from the trees. It didn't pursue—the golden chains snapped taut, jerking it back into the seat with a bone-jarring thud. The table rattled, sending platters crashing to the mossy floor. Aurora didn't look back until they had put a hundred yards of twisted forest between them and the clearing. She leaned against a tree that smelled vaguely of cinnamon, gasping for air. The humidity made it feel like breathing soup. "Okay," she panted. "Local wildlife is hostile. Noted." Isolde inspected a smear of the creature’s gravy that had landed on her sleeve. With a flick of her wrist, the stain vanished. "That was a minor soul. A appetizers, in the grand scheme. We approach the main course." "You speak in riddles even when we're jogging," Aurora muttered, holstering the dagger but keeping her hand on the hilt. "Where are we going, Isolde?" The Seer pointed due north, past a ridge of amber rock. "The flow of magic here is tidal. It pulls toward the center. Toward the Palace of Gluttony. If you seek a way home, or the source of that trinket's heat, you will find it there." Aurora looked at the pendant. The heat had intensified; it was no longer a pulse but a steady burn. It was recognizing its origin. "The architecture changes ahead," Nyx warned. They were elongated, stretching thin to peer over the ridge. "The organic yields to the constructed. I see walls. Gardens." Aurora climbed the ridge, her boots finding purchase on rocks that felt like hardened brown sugar. Cresting the top, the view opened up, and the breath left her lungs. Below them lay a valley that sprawled for miles, a chaotic tapestry of excess. Rivers of gold and red wound through manicured gardens where the hedges were shaped into bodies in ecstasy. Fountains spewed liquid fire and wine high into the amber air. And in the center rose the Palace. It was a monstrosity of marble and meat, towers spiraling upward like twisted rib cages, topped with domes of gold leaf. It was majestic and revolting, magnificent and terrifying. "Dymas," Aurora whispered. "It's huge." "It is infinite," Isolde corrected. "For hunger has no bottom." Nyx solidified next to Aurora, their presence cold and reassuring in the suffocating warmth. "The Veil is thin here. I can feel the tear. It bleeds into your world." "That's why the pendant is reacting." Aurora traced the scar on her wrist absentmindedly. "Someone brought this from down there to London. And we need to find out why." She started down the slope. The ground here was treacherous, slick with morning dew that tasted of anise. The silence of the outer woods was replaced by a distant, cacophonous melody—laughter, clinking glass, and screaming, all blended into a single roar of decadence. "Stay close," Aurora ordered, slipping into the role she knew best: survival mode. "Isolde, watch for traps. Nyx, keep to the shadows—or whatever counts as shadows in this place." "The light here is jealous," Nyx murmured, sliding into the darkness cast by a towering mushroom. "It creates deep places for me to hide." They moved into the outskirts of the gardens. The air here was heavy with perfume, a sickly floral scent meant to mask the underlying decay. Statues lined the path, depicted not as heroes, but as figures gorging themselves, their faces twisted in masks of desperate joy. Aurora paused at a gate wrought from black iron, twisting vegetation carved into the metalwork. The pendant seared against her chest. "Through here," she said, eyeing the sprawling labyrinth of hedges beyond. "A maze," Isolde noted, her voice tinged with distaste. "Ignorance is a maze. This is merely a trap designed to look like a game." "Then we cheat," Aurora said. She looked at Nyx. "Can you see a path?" Nyx dissolved, flowing like ink through the bars of the gate, spreading across the manicured grass on the other side. A moment later, they reformed, a solid silhouette pointing a long finger toward a break in the eastern wall of hedges. "The geometry is fluid," Nyx whispered across the iron bars. "But the hunger flows one way. Follow the scent of the freshest kill." Aurora pushed the gate. It swung open silently, the hinges oiled and smooth. She stepped onto the grass, the Fae blade drawn once more. The beauty of the garden was undeniable—flowers that glowed with bioluminescence, trees laden with jeweled fruits—but the unease in her gut coiled tighter. Every step felt like walking into the mouth of a predator that was slowly, patiently closing its jaws. "Don't touch anything," Aurora commanded, her eyes scanning the shifting shadows of the maze. "Don't eat anything. And for the love of god, don't talk to anyone who invites us for dinner." Isolde smiled, a thin, sharp expression. "Sound advice, Rory. Though I fear the invitation has already been sent." From deep within the maze, a bell chimed—a deep, resonant bronze sound that seemed to vibrate in Aurora's teeth. "Dinner time," Nyx rasped.
created_at"2026-02-19T03:47:52.224Z" 2/19/2026, 3:47:52 AM
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags28
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"Isolde said softly [softly]"
dialogueSentences60
tagDensity0.467
leniency0.933
rawRatio0.036
effectiveRatio0.033
92.76% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount2073
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"lightly"
count1
1
adverb"softly"
count1
2
adverb"slowly"
count1
highlights
0"lightly"
1"softly"
2"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)
17.99% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount2073
totalAiIsms34
found
0
word"silence"
count2
1
word"scanned"
count1
2
word"churned"
count1
3
word"desire"
count1
4
word"pulsed"
count2
5
word"rhythmic"
count2
6
word"stark"
count1
7
word"oppressive"
count1
8
word"stomach"
count2
9
word"vibrated"
count1
10
word"mechanical"
count1
11
word"unreadable"
count1
12
word"spectral"
count1
13
word"gloom"
count1
14
word"glistening"
count1
15
word"amidst"
count1
16
word"shattered"
count1
17
word"crystal"
count1
18
word"weight"
count1
19
word"pulse"
count1
20
word"constructed"
count1
21
word"chaotic"
count1
22
word"tapestry"
count1
23
word"marble"
count1
24
word"warmth"
count1
25
word"traced"
count1
26
word"treacherous"
count1
27
word"tinged"
count1
28
word"predator"
count1
29
word"scanning"
count1
highlights
0"silence"
1"scanned"
2"churned"
3"desire"
4"pulsed"
5"rhythmic"
6"stark"
7"oppressive"
8"stomach"
9"vibrated"
10"mechanical"
11"unreadable"
12"spectral"
13"gloom"
14"glistening"
15"amidst"
16"shattered"
17"crystal"
18"weight"
19"pulse"
20"constructed"
21"chaotic"
22"tapestry"
23"marble"
24"warmth"
25"traced"
26"treacherous"
27"tinged"
28"predator"
29"scanning"
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
narrationSentences142
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences142
filterMatches
0"feel"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences174
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen35
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords2059
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions18
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
53.55% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions68
wordCount1607
uniqueNames13
maxNameDensity1.93
worstName"Aurora"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Aurora"
discoveredNames
Carter1
London1
Heartstone1
Pendant1
Fae-Forged1
Blade1
Varga1
Seer2
Aurora31
Nyx14
Isolde9
Fae4
Palace1
persons
0"Carter"
1"Blade"
2"Varga"
3"Seer"
4"Aurora"
5"Nyx"
6"Isolde"
places
0"London"
globalScore0.535
windowScore0.667
35.32% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences109
glossingSentenceCount5
matches
0"tasted like caramelized sugar and hot cop"
1"looked like marbled muscle"
2"felt like hardened brown sugar"
3"felt like walking into the mouth of a p"
4"sound that seemed to vibrate in Aurora's teeth"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches2
per1kWords0.971
wordCount2059
matches
0"no longer a pulse but"
1"not as heroes, but as figures gorging themselves, their faces twisted in masks"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences174
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs77
mean26.74
std14.79
cv0.553
sampleLengths
049
138
210
38
451
538
647
735
835
953
1059
1128
1249
1330
149
1528
1621
1745
1830
1911
207
2128
2212
2317
2427
2556
2625
275
2844
2911
3049
3113
3216
3325
3414
3541
366
378
3828
3917
4012
4135
4228
4311
444
452
4641
4740
488
4939
97.85% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount3
totalSentences142
matches
0"were elongated"
1"were shaped"
2"was replaced"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs283
matches
0"was recognizing"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount10
semicolonCount3
flaggedSentences11
totalSentences174
ratio0.063
matches
0"It wasn't just warm; it felt feverish."
1"It smelled divine—roasted meat and spiced wine—but beneath the aroma lay the unmistakable stench of rot."
2"It wasn't mechanical; it sounded biological, like the purring of a colossal cat or the digestion of a massive stomach."
3"Through the dense curtain of vines ahead, a sound emerged—wet tearing, rhythmic chewing, and a low, resonant moaning that teetered between pleasure and agony."
4"Piled high upon it were mounds of food—roasted birds with glistening golden skin, towers of fruits that pulsed with light, breads that steamed in the humid air."
5"Eyes obscured by folds of skin blinked open—milky, blind, and weeping red tears."
6"It didn't pursue—the golden chains snapped taut, jerking it back into the seat with a bone-jarring thud."
7"The heat had intensified; it was no longer a pulse but a steady burn."
8"The silence of the outer woods was replaced by a distant, cacophonous melody—laughter, clinking glass, and screaming, all blended into a single roar of decadence."
9"The beauty of the garden was undeniable—flowers that glowed with bioluminescence, trees laden with jeweled fruits—but the unease in her gut coiled tighter."
10"From deep within the maze, a bell chimed—a deep, resonant bronze sound that seemed to vibrate in Aurora's teeth."
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1620
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"deep, resonant bronze sound"
adverbCount39
adverbRatio0.024074074074074074
lyAdverbCount13
lyAdverbRatio0.008024691358024692
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences174
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences174
mean11.83
std6.71
cv0.567
sampleLengths
09
120
220
316
422
510
64
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824
911
1016
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1219
1315
1411
1521
1615
179
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2020
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2617
2727
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324
3314
3419
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4716
4823
4910
58.24% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats12
diversityRatio0.39080459770114945
totalSentences174
uniqueOpeners68
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences130
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount36
totalSentences130
matches
0"She braced for the impact"
1"She pushed herself up, wiping"
2"It cast long, distorted shadows"
3"They drifted closer to a"
4"It wasn't just warm; it"
5"She kept her hand near"
6"Her silver hair reflected the"
7"She paused before a hanging"
8"It smelled divine—roasted meat and"
9"They pushed forward."
10"Her mouth watered while her"
11"It flowed with a sluggish"
12"It slapped against the banks"
13"It wasn't mechanical; it sounded"
14"She raised a slender hand,"
15"She held her breath, listening."
16"She slashed through a curtain"
17"They stepped into a clearing."
18"It was roughly humanoid, but"
19"It had three sets of"
ratio0.277
13.85% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount116
totalSentences130
matches
0"The air tasted like caramelized"
1"Aurora Carter stumbled, the heel"
2"She braced for the impact"
3"She pushed herself up, wiping"
4"The rift behind them snapped"
5"Silence rushed in to fill"
6"Aurora scanned the horizon."
7"It cast long, distorted shadows"
8"Hills rolled like mounds of"
9"Nyx coalesced beside her."
10"The edges of their form"
11"Nyx whispered, a sound like"
12"They drifted closer to a"
13"Aurora tapped the crimson stone"
14"The Heartstone Pendant pulsed, a"
15"It wasn't just warm; it"
16"She kept her hand near"
17"The moonsilver handle felt freezing"
18"Isolde Varga glided past them."
19"The Seer didn't walk so"
ratio0.892
38.46% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences130
matches
0"To her left, a stream"
ratio0.008
0.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences69
technicalSentenceCount17
matches
0"It cast long, distorted shadows across a landscape that defied geometry."
1"Hills rolled like mounds of rising dough, covered in vegetation that glistened with an unhealthy sheen."
2"They drifted closer to a cluster of gnarled vines wrapping around a tree trunk that looked suspiciously like a femur bone."
3"The Heartstone Pendant pulsed, a rhythmic thrumming of heat against her skin that matched her own elevated heart rate."
4"The Seer didn't walk so much as drift, the hem of her gown skimming the tops of the strange, fleshy moss without disturbing a single spore."
5"She paused before a hanging fruit, a bulbous, dark red sphere that dripped a thick, honey-like sap."
6"The air grew thicker the deeper they went, carrying scents that triggered a primal, confusing response in Aurora’s gut."
7"Flowers the size of dinner plates bloomed in the undergrowth, their petals open wide, exposing sticky, oscillating centers that tracked the group's movement."
8"Through the dense curtain of vines ahead, a sound emerged—wet tearing, rhythmic chewing, and a low, resonant moaning that teetered between pleasure and agony."
9"Piled high upon it were mounds of food—roasted birds with glistening golden skin, towers of fruits that pulsed with light, breads that steamed in the humid air."
10"Skin the color of raw dough stretched tight over layers of fat that cascaded like wax down a candle."
11"Isolde inspected a smear of the creature’s gravy that had landed on her sleeve."
12"Aurora climbed the ridge, her boots finding purchase on rocks that felt like hardened brown sugar."
13"The ground here was treacherous, slick with morning dew that tasted of anise."
14"The beauty of the garden was undeniable—flowers that glowed with bioluminescence, trees laden with jeweled fruits—but the unease in her gut coiled tighter."
15"Every step felt like walking into the mouth of a predator that was slowly, patiently closing its jaws."
16"From deep within the maze, a bell chimed—a deep, resonant bronze sound that seemed to vibrate in Aurora's teeth."
53.57% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags28
uselessAdditionCount4
matches
0"Nyx whispered, a sound like dry leaves skittering over pavement"
1"Isolde murmured, her voice melodic and detached"
2"Aurora asked, though her feet were already shifting her weight"
3"Aurora commanded, her eyes scanning the shifting shadows of the maze"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags20
fancyCount15
fancyTags
0"Nyx whispered (whisper)"
1"Isolde murmured (murmur)"
2"Aurora whispered (whisper)"
3"Nyx hissed (hiss)"
4"Aurora corrected (correct)"
5"Nyx agreed (agree)"
6"she panted (pant)"
7"Aurora muttered (mutter)"
8"Nyx warned (warn)"
9"Aurora whispered (whisper)"
10"Isolde corrected (correct)"
11"Aurora ordered (order)"
12"Nyx murmured (murmur)"
13"Isolde noted (note)"
14"Nyx whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences60
tagDensity0.333
leniency0.667
rawRatio0.75
effectiveRatio0.5
71.8531%