Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTR9W7ZH0BXFRD6TNF2Z7KG

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You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Horror 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> <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> </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 horror genre. A character is alone in a strange, isolated place at night. They came here for a reason, but something feels off from the moment they arrive. The wrongness builds slowly — sounds that shouldn't be there, things that move at the edge of vision, a growing certainty that they are not alone. Build tension through restraint, not through gore. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for the character and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
Cold humidity wrapped around my neck, a dead man's handshake as I stepped out of the warm taxi. My little brother had told me about this place with starry eyes, his whispers infused with the hushed reverence and awe usually reserved for Christmas mornings and the first glimpse of a sunrise. Standing at the edge of the Fae Grove, that childhood wonder had taken a vicious tailspin into dark territory. My delivery truck idled behind us, the Golden Empress emblazoned on its side in glittering gold paint. Its presence nagged at my mind, a persistent reminder that I hadn't been able to secure a real part-time job this week. Something about my eyes during the interview unnerved them, my penchant for disappearing at the most inopportune moments. The trees enclosed the glen with gnarled, arthritic fingers, their ancient bark split and cracked from centuries of winter snows and summer heat. A cacophony of crickets nestled in the wildflowers thrummed a discordant symphony at my feet, nature's ever-present hum that usually brought comfort now twisted into an eerie leitmotif. A sickly-sweet scent pervaded the air, the thick perfume of a rotting corpse left to decompose in the woods. My stomach churned, bile clawing its way up my throat as I swallowed convulsively to stave off the nausea. As I ventured deeper into the grove, the shadows lengthened, twisting into grotesque shapes that danced at the periphery of my vision, whispering dire promises in the susurrous rustle of leaves. My hand instinctively grasped the Heartstone Pendant at my throat, seeking the warmth that promised protection from these eldritch forces with which I found myself surrounded. The darkness weighed heavily upon me, each step into the clearing feeling like trudging through a bog of tar and decay. My senses on high alert, I scrutinized every flicker of movement within the verdant gloom, listening for any telltale signs of predatory creatures lurking beyond the pale of sight. Every intact moment seemed to throb with menace, each snap of a twig underfoot causing the hairs on my arms to stand on end. My breathing steadied as I willed my heart to stop its frantic palpitations against my ribcage. The sound of my own fear disgusted me. I needed to be strong, like my mother had always been when faced with my father's drunken rages and vicious insults. She'd stand tall, a pillar of fierce determination amidst the chaos. I reached for that same courage now as the shadows coiled around me like the tendrils of some monstrous beast clawing its way free from the depths of the earth. A whisper, barely audible over the frantic symphony of the crickets, skittered across my eardrums. *Welcome, Aurora.* My blood ran cold. That voice, it resonated with ancient power and a casual malice that shot icy tendrils down my spine. Rigid with terror, I scanned the darkness for the source of that dreadful sound, my gaze flickering over gnarled branches and patches of inky shadow. At the edge of the clearing, something shifted, a dark mass taking shape from the gloom. Two red orbs, glowing like embers from the depths of Hell itself, emerged from the darkness. They hovered in the air, suspended within the maw of an immense, shadowy beast whose shape defied comprehension, even as its malevolent presence writhed before me. "I did not give you leave to enter this place," the voice hissed, tendrils of darkness snaking out from the gaping void in the creature's maw. Though formed from shadow and night, they solidified as they neared me, their icy touch brushing against my skin like the caress of a thousand sharpened blades. "You are not welcome here." My throat constricted, sealing off the scream that clawed at its confines. My hand, trembling and slick with cold sweat, reached once more for the Heartstone Pendant. "The Heartstone," that horrific voice rasped, tendrils lashing out to wrap around my wrist, searing away the bright blue of my irises as though burned by its vile touch. "The Office of.getBy Hilton H"; The taxi driver slammed the partition shut, the metal grinding together with an ear-splitting screech of protest, metal shards raining down upon the taxi's vinyl seats. The springs groaned in protest as the vehicle shuddered beneath us, a behemoth struggling to contain the terror that filled its cab. I threw myself against the divider, desperate to escape the confines of the vehicle. My fists pounded against the metal in a frenzied assault, the skin of my knuckles splitting and weeping crimson as they connected with the jagged edges. I screamed, my voice scraping the edges of my throat raw, a cacophony of pleas and invectives that fell upon deaf ears. The shadows receded, fleeing from the harsh glare of the taxi's headlights like roaches exposed to the sudden flip of a switch. Still I screamed, hurling myself against the metal barrier between myself and salvation, clawing for freedom with fingers hooked like talons. With a heaving wrench, the door finally gave way, tumbling from its hinges with a discordant shriek of protest. Metal shrapnel rained down upon the concrete, sparking like fireflies on the damp asphalt as I stumbled from the confines of the taxi, landing hard on my hands and knees. My breath came in short, sharp bursts, each gasp clawing at the cold night air as I hauled myself to my feet, staggering away from the taxi. The cool breeze soothed my sweat-slicked skin, grounding me in the reality of the tangible world. I inhaled deeply, laboring to calm the tempestuous sea of my heart's frenetic palpitations, and turned to face the cab driver. He stared at me, his eyes wide as saucers, lip curling in disgust as he took in my disheveled appearance. The harsh glare of the streetlights washed out his features, rendering him a cadaverous husk draped in the trappings of mortality, a man who wore his guilt like a second skin. "I told you," he hissed, venom dripping from each syllable like viscous poison, "no one goes to the Fae Grove. Not anymore. Not after what happened there." The Fae Grove, the taxi driver's words echoed in my mind, a grim reminder of the place I had defiled, tainting its sylvan beauty with my trespass. I had gone to the Fae Grove, seeking answers in the hallowed halls of forgotten gods, desperate for respite from the relentless whispers that had plagued me since childhood. Now I stood shivering on the outskirts of that unholy place, my body wracked with the brutal aftershocks of a desperate gambit played in the darkest of days. I knew that I had angered powers beyond my comprehension, that the shadows that lurked in the forgotten corners of this realm knew my name and face. I knew that they would come for me, and that the Heartstone Pendant, that talisman of protection I had so foolishly donned in the hopes of vanquishing the darkness, would be my undoing. I turned and fled, my feet pounding the damp pavement as I raced into the darkness, desperate to escape the malevolent forces that sought to reclaim the sanctity of the grove. The cold night air whipped past me, siphoning away the heat of my body as though it were hungry for the warmth that throbbed beneath my skin. My breath came in ragged gasps, each labored exhalation painting a ghostly specter upon the darkness before fading into obscurity. My heart pounded in my ears, a frantic cadence that drowned out the frantic chorus of insects and the rustle of leaves that danced upon the wind. The taxi driver's voice pursued me like a wraith, his words haunting me like the desperate plea of a banshee, imploring me to return to the sanctity of the grove. I ignored his cries, my flight fueled by the desperate compulsion to escape the confines of this accursed place. My legs burned with the effort of propelling me forward, my lungs searing with the exertion of drawing air into their depths. Each labored breath tore at my throat, a searing agony that felt as though I had swallowed shards of glass, the jagged edges shredding the delicate tissue like an army of razors. The coppery taste of blood filled my mouth, the acrid tang of it intermingling with the stench of decay that pervaded the night air. As I ran, the shadows lengthened, snaking out from the darkness to ensnare my ankles, ensconcing my legs in a frigid embrace. The trees that lined the lane reached for me with gnarled fingers, their twisted branches scraping against my flesh like the desperate caress of the shambling dead. I could feel them at my back, those fiendish shadows that slithered and writhed like an oil slick come to life, a miasma of darkness that sought to drag me back to the Fae Grove from whence I had fled. I would not return to that place of power, of ancient magic and forgotten lore. I would not suffer the indignity of being dragged before the malevolent entity that dwelt within its hallowed halls, to be castigated for my transgressions against the natural order. I ran until my lungs seared with the effort, until my muscles screamed in protest at the abuse they suffered. I ran until the darkness of the night was no longer a suffocating shroud, but rather a cool balm that kissed my fevered skin with the promise of sanctuary. The shadows relinquished their hold upon my legs, their grasp weakening as the distance between myself and the Fae Grove grew. My ragged breath slowly returned to a semblance of normalcy, the frantic cadence of my heartbeat gradually slowing to a weary trot. I had escaped the malevolence of the grove, but in my flight, I had damned myself to a purgatory of terror and uncertainty. I would spend the rest of my days in exile, a fugitive from the siren call of the Fae Grove that had ensnared my childhood fantasies, its siren song luring me back to the brink of madness. I would wander the earth like a wraith, never finding solace nor respite from the horror that now suffused my existence. The taxi driver would not be the last to know the name and face of Aurora Carter. The shadows that pursued me, those eldritch tendrils of darkness that had sought to ensnare me within their frigid embrace, they would not rest until they had reclaimed what was theirs by right. I knew this. And still, I fled.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags3
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences5
tagDensity0.6
leniency1
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
97.16% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1762
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)
0.00% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1762
totalAiIsms36
found
0
word"reminder"
count2
1
word"cacophony"
count2
2
word"symphony"
count2
3
word"stomach"
count1
4
word"churned"
count1
5
word"warmth"
count2
6
word"flicker"
count1
7
word"gloom"
count2
8
word"throb"
count1
9
word"amidst"
count1
10
word"depths"
count3
11
word"whisper"
count1
12
word"resonated"
count1
13
word"down my spine"
count1
14
word"scanned"
count1
15
word"maw"
count2
16
word"searing"
count3
17
word"tangible"
count1
18
word"echoed"
count1
19
word"pounding"
count1
20
word"raced"
count1
21
word"throbbed"
count1
22
word"could feel"
count1
23
word"sanctuary"
count1
24
word"normalcy"
count1
25
word"solace"
count1
highlights
0"reminder"
1"cacophony"
2"symphony"
3"stomach"
4"churned"
5"warmth"
6"flicker"
7"gloom"
8"throb"
9"amidst"
10"depths"
11"whisper"
12"resonated"
13"down my spine"
14"scanned"
15"maw"
16"searing"
17"tangible"
18"echoed"
19"pounding"
20"raced"
21"throbbed"
22"could feel"
23"sanctuary"
24"normalcy"
25"solace"
66.67% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow2
found
0
label"blood ran cold"
count1
1
label"stomach dropped/sank"
count1
highlights
0"blood ran cold"
1"stomach churned"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences78
matches
0"d with terror"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences78
filterMatches
0"wonder"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences80
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen40
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords2
totalWords1757
ratio0.001
matches
0"Welcome, Aurora."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions6
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions25
wordCount1718
uniqueNames10
maxNameDensity0.35
worstName"Fae"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Fae"
discoveredNames
Christmas1
Fae6
Grove6
Golden1
Empress1
Heartstone3
Pendant3
Hell1
Aurora2
Carter1
persons
0"Empress"
1"Aurora"
2"Carter"
places
0"Fae"
1"Grove"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences74
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1757
matches(empty)
83.33% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount2
totalSentences80
matches
0"knew that I"
1"knew that they"
68.61% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs40
mean43.93
std17.14
cv0.39
sampleLengths
070
157
251
338
457
574
656
745
82
963
1042
1158
1227
1334
1448
1540
1622
1743
1876
1937
2051
2127
2256
2355
2433
2558
2647
2730
2841
2956
3049
3140
3244
3349
3443
3523
3658
3750
383
394
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences78
matches
0"being dragged"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs269
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount1
flaggedSentences1
totalSentences80
ratio0.013
matches
0"\"The Office of.getBy Hilton H\";"
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1723
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"real part-time job"
adverbCount31
adverbRatio0.017991874637260593
lyAdverbCount14
lyAdverbRatio0.00812536273940801
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences80
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
83.74% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences80
mean21.96
std7.89
cv0.359
sampleLengths
018
133
219
317
422
518
623
728
819
919
1031
1126
1221
1329
1424
1516
168
1721
1811
1930
2015
212
224
2318
2425
2516
2616
2726
2826
2927
305
3112
3215
3329
345
3526
3622
3714
3826
3922
4022
4121
4219
4330
4427
4516
4621
4720
4831
4927
35.42% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats15
diversityRatio0.325
totalSentences80
uniqueOpeners26
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences77
matches(empty)
ratio0
17.40% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount39
totalSentences77
matches
0"My little brother had told"
1"My delivery truck idled behind"
2"Its presence nagged at my"
3"My stomach churned, bile clawing"
4"My hand instinctively grasped the"
5"My senses on high alert,"
6"My breathing steadied as I"
7"I needed to be strong,"
8"She'd stand tall, a pillar"
9"I reached for that same"
10"My blood ran cold."
11"They hovered in the air,"
12"My throat constricted, sealing off"
13"My hand, trembling and slick"
14"I threw myself against the"
15"My fists pounded against the"
16"I screamed, my voice scraping"
17"My breath came in short,"
18"I inhaled deeply, laboring to"
19"He stared at me, his"
ratio0.506
37.92% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount65
totalSentences77
matches
0"My little brother had told"
1"My delivery truck idled behind"
2"Its presence nagged at my"
3"Something about my eyes during"
4"The trees enclosed the glen"
5"A cacophony of crickets nestled"
6"A sickly-sweet scent pervaded the"
7"My stomach churned, bile clawing"
8"My hand instinctively grasped the"
9"The darkness weighed heavily upon"
10"My senses on high alert,"
11"Every intact moment seemed to"
12"My breathing steadied as I"
13"The sound of my own"
14"I needed to be strong,"
15"She'd stand tall, a pillar"
16"I reached for that same"
17"A whisper, barely audible over"
18"My blood ran cold."
19"That voice, it resonated with"
ratio0.844
100.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount2
totalSentences77
matches
0"Though formed from shadow and"
1"Now I stood shivering on"
ratio0.026
0.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences70
technicalSentenceCount20
matches
0"As I ventured deeper into the grove, the shadows lengthened, twisting into grotesque shapes that danced at the periphery of my vision, whispering dire promises …"
1"My hand instinctively grasped the Heartstone Pendant at my throat, seeking the warmth that promised protection from these eldritch forces with which I found mys…"
2"That voice, it resonated with ancient power and a casual malice that shot icy tendrils down my spine."
3"My fists pounded against the metal in a frenzied assault, the skin of my knuckles splitting and weeping crimson as they connected with the jagged edges."
4"I screamed, my voice scraping the edges of my throat raw, a cacophony of pleas and invectives that fell upon deaf ears."
5"My breath came in short, sharp bursts, each gasp clawing at the cold night air as I hauled myself to my feet, staggering away from the taxi."
6"The harsh glare of the streetlights washed out his features, rendering him a cadaverous husk draped in the trappings of mortality, a man who wore his guilt like…"
7"I had gone to the Fae Grove, seeking answers in the hallowed halls of forgotten gods, desperate for respite from the relentless whispers that had plagued me sin…"
8"I knew that I had angered powers beyond my comprehension, that the shadows that lurked in the forgotten corners of this realm knew my name and face."
9"I turned and fled, my feet pounding the damp pavement as I raced into the darkness, desperate to escape the malevolent forces that sought to reclaim the sanctit…"
10"The cold night air whipped past me, siphoning away the heat of my body as though it were hungry for the warmth that throbbed beneath my skin."
11"My heart pounded in my ears, a frantic cadence that drowned out the frantic chorus of insects and the rustle of leaves that danced upon the wind."
12"The taxi driver's voice pursued me like a wraith, his words haunting me like the desperate plea of a banshee, imploring me to return to the sanctity of the grov…"
13"My legs burned with the effort of propelling me forward, my lungs searing with the exertion of drawing air into their depths."
14"Each labored breath tore at my throat, a searing agony that felt as though I had swallowed shards of glass, the jagged edges shredding the delicate tissue like …"
15"The coppery taste of blood filled my mouth, the acrid tang of it intermingling with the stench of decay that pervaded the night air."
16"As I ran, the shadows lengthened, snaking out from the darkness to ensnare my ankles, ensconcing my legs in a frigid embrace."
17"The trees that lined the lane reached for me with gnarled fingers, their twisted branches scraping against my flesh like the desperate caress of the shambling d…"
18"I ran until the darkness of the night was no longer a suffocating shroud, but rather a cool balm that kissed my fevered skin with the promise of sanctuary."
19"I would spend the rest of my days in exile, a fugitive from the siren call of the Fae Grove that had ensnared my childhood fantasies, its siren song luring me b…"
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags3
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"he hissed, venom dripping from each syllable like viscous poison,"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags2
fancyCount2
fancyTags
0"the voice hissed (hiss)"
1"he hissed (hiss)"
dialogueSentences5
tagDensity0.4
leniency0.8
rawRatio1
effectiveRatio0.8
72.8084%