Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTQQSNVJ810EABXCQ604BX9

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Duration:
39.6s
Cost:
$0.001772

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System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Literary Fiction genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
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="4413" name="Silas Blackwood" aliases="Silas, Si, the Spymaster" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Mentor"> <eyeColor>hazel</eyeColor> <hair>grey-streaked auburn</hair> <height>6'1"</height> <age>58</age> <beard>neatly trimmed, matching his grey-streaked auburn hair</beard> <limp>slight limp in his left leg from an old knee injury</limp> <signetRing>silver signet ring, always worn on his right hand</signetRing> <description>Silas is a retired intelligence operative turned bar owner. He carries himself with quiet authority.</description> <backstory>Former MI6 field agent who retired after a botched operation in Prague left him with a permanent knee injury. He opened "The Raven's Nest" bar in Soho as a front for his network of contacts.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the literary fiction genre. Two old friends who haven't seen each other in years run into each other unexpectedly at a bar. One of them has changed significantly. Through their conversation and the tension between who they were and who they've become, reveal the weight of time and unspoken regret. 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. </instructions>

Model response

AI
"You're not there, not yet!" Aurora's sharp command cut through the dull hum of animated conversations and the clinking of glasses in The Raven's Nest. Silas stood behind the bar, one hand brushing back an errant lock of grey-streaked auburn hair. He arched an eyebrow, a rare glint of mischief appearing in his hazel eyes as he tilted the bottle of whiskey, the amber liquid swirling like memories long buried. "Time to serve another round, then?" he murmured, pouring with a practised ease while maintaining an amused gaze on her. “No, we’re on a schedule tonight for deliveries. The orders won’t fill themselves.” The corner of her mouth quirked in frustration, but it was an unsteady grin that had become familiar, forged through strained circumstances. That damn ex of hers still cast too long a shadow, and the choices that lurked outside her viewpoint felt less like paths to adventure and more like decisions tinged with regret. He snorted once, the sound echoing in the dimly lit bar adorned with rich mahogany and heavy, worn drapery. The walls lined with old maps sprawled like tales untold. “Since when has the thrill of speedy deliveries ever meant anything to you, Rory?” His voice held a lilting, conspiratorial edge that suggested countless escapades they’d shared in their youth—when nights brimmed with wildness and nascent dreams, before adulthood’s steady pull. Before she could offer a retort, he caught sight of a figure slipping through the entrance with a hesitant gait. Rory turned, her gaze sharpening. Shadows pooled in the edges of the bar, but there he was—someone she'd never expected to encounter again. “Jack,” she whispered, her pulse quickening as recognition bloomed in the corners of her memory. Jack Harrison, who had been more than a friend, more than a fleeting connection; he had once been her confidant, her anchor. Their lives had intertwined amidst laughter and secrets, a tapestry that had frayed under the strain of an unspoken goodbye. How long had it been since that summer day in Cardiff—maybe six, or was it seven years? “Rory.” His voice danced across the space between them, an unfamiliar softness layered over the man’s deep timbre. Jack had changed, more than just his jawline and the way his shoulders filled out a tailored coat. The warmth of their past slipped through her fingers like grains of sand. “All grown up now, I see,” she quipped, feigning nonchalance. The well-dressed stranger before her felt foreign, as if the years had cast a chasm that words alone could not bridge. “Your turn.” He stood still, his fingers trailing along the edge of the bar as he met her eyes. “What’s it been?” “Too long.” She glanced sideways at Silas, who leaned against the bar with an air of interest, giving them room but twisting a towel absently in his hands, like an old ship captain anticipating a storm. “All those late-night conversations about what we'd become, and yet... here we are, just who we never wanted to be.” “Isn't that the irony? You run from who you are, only to end up fulfilling the role.” Jack’s gaze flickered to Silas, assessing. “You’ll excuse me for not congratulating you on your success, then?” “You know what they say,” Silas interjected, a feigned air of joviality masking the tension in the air. “Never trust a man in pinstripes. Their pockets aren’t the only thing they conceal.” “Fancy turning this your way.” Jack tilted his head, narrowing his eyes with familiarity as if he was trying to see through an elaborate disguise. “Heard you’ve shifted your talents to hospitality, Rory?” “Menu changes routinely.” She folded her arms, her tone clipped, evading intimacy like a neglected call for help. “We keep things interesting.” Jack's posture shifted, straightening as though he could sense the tension pressing against them, a wall layered with uncertainty. “Interesting, huh? Well, isn't that just like you? Creating distractions.” “Isn’t that your specialty too?” She shot back, gathering her resolve while the crackling atmosphere heightened. “Except you’ve moved onto… what is it now? Boardrooms? Sandstone offices?” A flash of regret flickered across Jack’s face, a split-second of acknowledgment. “I’ve made my choices. Doesn’t mean I don’t remember the heart of things.” “Heart?” Rory’s laugh felt brittle but necessary. “That’s rich coming from someone who always thought chasing stability means eradicating impulsiveness. Weren’t we supposed to be different, Jack? To break the mould?” “Look, I’m... I’m still figuring it all out, okay?” His voice lost some of its confidence, revealing a vulnerability he never let her see back in their reckless youths. “All those plans, the spontaneity—real life doesn’t quite play that game, does it? What did you think would happen?” “Oh, I had my hopes.” She straightened, the small crescent-shaped scar on her wrist prickling as if reminding her of the reckless abandon of dreams. “But then life just taught me how to keep my head down. Duties and deliveries become a façade, don’t they? Just another way of denying who we are.” “Well, maybe you found a way to cope.” Jack leaned closer, his voice lowered, carrying a weight that sent tendrils of unspoken things pressing against them. “You seem… different.” “And you don't?” Rory’s retort came with an undertone as sour as vinegar. “You play the part well, but we both know it’s a mask.” Across the bar, Silas pretended to wipe down the counter, casting silent observations at the two. “Careful. Memories linger. Careless words can only haunt you so far.” Fingers drummed against the bar in increasing impatience. The air thickened, every breath a reminder of time’s unsettling hold. “What’s stopping you, Rory? Why avoid this?” Jack pressed, his voice softer now, like an invitation wrapped in candour. “Maybe because I’m tired of pretending,” she murmured, the hint of vulnerability spilling into the cracks of her resolve. “Of playing roles. The girl you used to know is… long gone.” Before he could rebut, the momentary silence shattered as a raucous laugh erupted from a nearby table, its cheerlessness tainting the intimacy that sparked between them. The light dissipated, and Rory almost stumbled through the words that clung to her throat. She inhaled sharply, her pulse drumming a warning against her skin. “You’re right. We changed, Jack. I wish we hadn’t, but it’s too late now. You’re too far gone. I’m too far gone.” “It’s never too late to change again.” His earnestness struck a chord. “One can only hope,” she said quietly. “But sometimes I wonder, do we even have it in us?” Jack didn’t respond, and silence draped over them like a heavy curtain, thick with secrets unshared. The years had made them strangers. “Can I get you a drink?” He stepped back, presenting her with the warmth of a possible truce, his voice tinged with what could be understood as hope. “Tequila.” Jack chuckled, relief glistening in his eyes, “Some things never change.” The momentary flicker of their shared history brightened the dim room just slightly. “I’ll drink to that, then.” She adopted a half-smile, the faintest spark igniting through the weight of regret. Before Jack could pour the tequila, the bar door swung wide open, and a group burst in with raucous laughter and energy that sucked the air from the atmosphere. The refugees from the world spilled in, bringing the night crashing back. The moment hung on a precipice—Sanctity versus Chaos. Jack’s eyes flickered, the depth from within beckoning her again, but the path was shifting, too uncertain. Was this it? “Come on, Jack. Let's... just do this. Have a drink as if we never left,” she urged, determination flaring up, her heart racing like the fluttering of a captive bird. “Right.” He poured the shots, and as he raised two glasses aloft, something acidic prickled at the edge of their reunion. “To change!” Jack declared, his voice ringing against old memories, moments unfolding, lingering like unturned pages. “To what lies ahead,” Rory echoed quietly, uncertainty pooling in the back of her throat. They clinked their glasses, the sound reverberating perhaps more than just the surface of crystal. But as she drank, she could feel the thrill of divergence approaching—faltering breaths, desperation lurking nearby. Time wasn’t finished with them yet, and change was poised to unfold, ready to drown the weight of old regrets. And then, just as Jack began to speak, a figure imprinted on the threshold morphed from shadow into reality—the familiar, twisted silhouette that would soon alter everything...
total_cost0.0017724

Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
92.86% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags28
adverbTagCount3
adverbTags
0"she said quietly [quietly]"
1"He stepped back [back]"
2"Rory echoed quietly [quietly]"
dialogueSentences49
tagDensity0.571
leniency1
rawRatio0.107
effectiveRatio0.107
92.98% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1425
totalAiIsmAdverbs2
found
0
adverb"sharply"
count1
1
adverb"slightly"
count1
highlights
0"sharply"
1"slightly"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0"Blackwood"
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)
wordCount1425
totalAiIsms38
found
0
word"eyebrow"
count1
1
word"glint"
count1
2
word"familiar"
count2
3
word"tinged"
count2
4
word"echoing"
count1
5
word"encounter"
count1
6
word"pulse"
count2
7
word"fleeting"
count1
8
word"amidst"
count1
9
word"tapestry"
count1
10
word"unspoken"
count2
11
word"warmth"
count2
12
word"anticipating"
count1
13
word"flickered"
count3
14
word"tension"
count2
15
word"resolve"
count2
16
word"weight"
count3
17
word"reminder"
count1
18
word"silence"
count2
19
word"shattered"
count1
20
word"glistening"
count1
21
word"flicker"
count1
22
word"racing"
count1
23
word"echoed"
count1
24
word"crystal"
count1
25
word"could feel"
count1
highlights
0"eyebrow"
1"glint"
2"familiar"
3"tinged"
4"echoing"
5"encounter"
6"pulse"
7"fleeting"
8"amidst"
9"tapestry"
10"unspoken"
11"warmth"
12"anticipating"
13"flickered"
14"tension"
15"resolve"
16"weight"
17"reminder"
18"silence"
19"shattered"
20"glistening"
21"flicker"
22"racing"
23"echoed"
24"crystal"
25"could feel"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
98.54% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells2
narrationSentences63
matches
0"d in frustration"
1"d with regret"
74.83% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences63
filterMatches
0"see"
hedgeMatches
0"tended to"
1"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences84
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen42
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1412
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions14
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
80.21% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions30
wordCount1003
uniqueNames9
maxNameDensity1.4
worstName"Jack"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Jack"
discoveredNames
Raven1
Nest1
Jack14
Harrison1
Cardiff1
Silas5
Rory5
Sanctity1
Chaos1
persons
0"Jack"
1"Harrison"
2"Silas"
3"Rory"
places
0"Raven"
1"Cardiff"
globalScore0.802
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences58
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"as if reminding her of the reckless abandon of dreams"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1412
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences84
matches(empty)
96.34% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs47
mean30.04
std14.64
cv0.487
sampleLengths
05
165
220
367
429
541
643
715
859
949
1031
1122
1256
1334
1432
1533
1622
1729
1827
1925
2031
2148
2253
2329
2425
2527
2619
2719
2831
2941
3033
317
3223
3322
3428
351
3624
3718
3849
3920
4030
4121
4216
4315
4415
4536
4627
99.69% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences63
matches
0"was poised"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs184
matches
0"was trying"
1"was shifting"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount6
semicolonCount1
flaggedSentences7
totalSentences84
ratio0.083
matches
0"“Since when has the thrill of speedy deliveries ever meant anything to you, Rory?” His voice held a lilting, conspiratorial edge that suggested countless escapades they’d shared in their youth—when nights brimmed with wildness and nascent dreams, before adulthood’s steady pull."
1"Shadows pooled in the edges of the bar, but there he was—someone she'd never expected to encounter again."
2"Jack Harrison, who had been more than a friend, more than a fleeting connection; he had once been her confidant, her anchor."
3"How long had it been since that summer day in Cardiff—maybe six, or was it seven years?"
4"The moment hung on a precipice—Sanctity versus Chaos."
5"But as she drank, she could feel the thrill of divergence approaching—faltering breaths, desperation lurking nearby."
6"And then, just as Jack began to speak, a figure imprinted on the threshold morphed from shadow into reality—the familiar, twisted silhouette that would soon alter everything..."
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1014
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"small crescent-shaped scar"
adverbCount32
adverbRatio0.03155818540433925
lyAdverbCount6
lyAdverbRatio0.005917159763313609
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences84
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences84
mean16.81
std8.21
cv0.489
sampleLengths
05
120
216
329
420
535
632
719
810
941
1020
115
1218
1315
1422
1520
1617
1718
1818
1913
2010
2121
2219
233
2436
2520
2623
2711
2818
2914
3025
318
3218
334
3419
3510
3616
3711
3812
3913
407
4124
4229
4319
4425
4528
4626
473
4813
4912
95.24% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats4
diversityRatio0.6071428571428571
totalSentences84
uniqueOpeners51
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences63
matches(empty)
ratio0
73.97% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount23
totalSentences63
matches
0"He arched an eyebrow, a"
1"he murmured, pouring with a"
2"He snorted once, the sound"
3"His voice held a lilting,"
4"she whispered, her pulse quickening"
5"Their lives had intertwined amidst"
6"His voice danced across the"
7"she quipped, feigning nonchalance"
8"He stood still, his fingers"
9"She glanced sideways at Silas,"
10"She folded her arms, her"
11"She shot back, gathering her"
12"His voice lost some of"
13"She straightened, the small crescent-shaped"
14"she murmured, the hint of"
15"She inhaled sharply, her pulse"
16"His earnestness struck a chord."
17"she said quietly"
18"He stepped back, presenting her"
19"She adopted a half-smile, the"
ratio0.365
23.49% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount55
totalSentences63
matches
0"Aurora's sharp command cut through"
1"Silas stood behind the bar,"
2"He arched an eyebrow, a"
3"he murmured, pouring with a"
4"The corner of her mouth"
5"That damn ex of hers"
6"He snorted once, the sound"
7"The walls lined with old"
8"His voice held a lilting,"
9"Rory turned, her gaze sharpening."
10"Shadows pooled in the edges"
11"she whispered, her pulse quickening"
12"Jack Harrison, who had been"
13"Their lives had intertwined amidst"
14"His voice danced across the"
15"Jack had changed, more than"
16"The warmth of their past"
17"she quipped, feigning nonchalance"
18"The well-dressed stranger before her"
19"He stood still, his fingers"
ratio0.873
100.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount3
totalSentences63
matches
0"Before she could offer a"
1"Before he could rebut, the"
2"Before Jack could pour the"
ratio0.048
0.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences29
technicalSentenceCount6
matches
0"That damn ex of hers still cast too long a shadow, and the choices that lurked outside her viewpoint felt less like paths to adventure and more like decisions t…"
1"The well-dressed stranger before her felt foreign, as if the years had cast a chasm that words alone could not bridge."
2"Jack's posture shifted, straightening as though he could sense the tension pressing against them, a wall layered with uncertainty."
3"Before he could rebut, the momentary silence shattered as a raucous laugh erupted from a nearby table, its cheerlessness tainting the intimacy that sparked betw…"
4"Before Jack could pour the tequila, the bar door swung wide open, and a group burst in with raucous laughter and energy that sucked the air from the atmosphere."
5"And then, just as Jack began to speak, a figure imprinted on the threshold morphed from shadow into reality—the familiar, twisted silhouette that would soon alt…"
53.57% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags28
uselessAdditionCount4
matches
0"Jack pressed, his voice softer now, like an invitation wrapped in candour"
1"Jack chuckled, relief glistening in his eyes,"
2"She adopted, the faintest spark igniting through the weight of regret"
3"Rory echoed quietly, uncertainty pooling in the back of her throat"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags10
fancyCount9
fancyTags
0"he murmured (murmur)"
1"she whispered (whisper)"
2"she quipped (quip)"
3"Silas interjected (interject)"
4"Jack pressed (press)"
5"she murmured (murmur)"
6"Jack chuckled (chuckle)"
7"she urged (urge)"
8"Jack declared (declare)"
dialogueSentences49
tagDensity0.204
leniency0.408
rawRatio0.9
effectiveRatio0.367
75.8574%