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Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTRERJZVERQ7HKQWWMGVVM5
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Model:
GPT-4o, May 13th (temp=0)
Test:
Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:
Horror: alone in an eerie place at night
Duration:
18.1s
Cost:
$0.081765
Provider:
OpenAI
Evaluation summary
Score
Evaluator
Details Link
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
(details)
93.68%
AI-ism adverb frequency
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism character names
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism location names
(details)
0.00%
AI-ism word frequency
(details)
66.67%
Cliché density
(details)
92.53%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
(details)
25.36%
Filter word density
(details)
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
(details)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
(details)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
(details)
16.67%
Name drop frequency
(details)
87.81%
Narrator intent-glossing
(details)
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
(details)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
(details)
72.31%
Paragraph length variance
(details)
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
(details)
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
(details)
100.00%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
(details)
100.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
(details)
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
(details)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
(details)
40.00%
Sentence opener variety
(details)
100.00%
Adverb-first sentence starts
(details)
26.45%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
(details)
0.00%
Subject-first sentence starts
(details)
0.00%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
(details)
100.00%
Technical jargon density
(details)
0.00%
Useless dialogue additions
(details)
0.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
(details)
70.7156%
Overall
Model input
System
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>
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Aurora Carter's breath came in
short, sharp bursts as she sprinted through the dense underbrush, her feet barely touching the ground.
The Heartstone Pendant throbbed against
her chest, its faint inner glow casting eerie shadows on the trees around her. She skidded to a halt, her eyes darting around the clearing she had stumbled into.
The ancient oak standing stones
loomed
like silent
sentinels
, marking the boundary of The Fae Grove.
She had come here for
a reason, but now, standing in the heart of the grove, something felt undeniably wrong.
The wildflowers that bloomed year-round
seemed to
sway in a breeze she couldn't feel, their vibrant colours almost too vivid in the dim light.
Time moved differently here, she
reminded herself.
An hour inside could be
minutes or days outside. She had to stay focused.
A rustling sound behind her
made her spin around, her heart
pounding
in her chest. "Who's there?"
she called out, her voice
echoing
unnaturally in the stillness. No answer.
Just the whisper of leaves
and the distant hoot of an owl. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. She was alone. Or so she hoped.
Aurora had been drawn to
The Fae Grove by a cryptic message left on her doorstep, a single line scrawled in elegant handwriting: "Find the truth where the wildflowers never die." She had known immediately where to go.
The grove had always been
a place of mystery, a hidden clearing that existed in a pocket between Earth and the Fae realm. But now, standing here, she couldn't shake the feeling that she
was being
watched.
She took a cautious step
forward, her eyes
scanning
the shadows for any sign of movement.
The pendant pulsed again, warmer
this time,
as if urging her onward
.
She reached up to touch
it, the cool silver chain a
comforting
presence against her skin.
The deep crimson gemstone seemed
to glow brighter, casting a faint red light on her hand.
A sudden gust of wind
whipped through the clearing, sending a shiver
down her spine
. The wildflowers bent and swayed, their petals brushing against her legs like ghostly fingers.
She glanced around, her senses
on high alert. The grove was silent, too silent. No chirping of crickets, no rustling of small animals in the underbrush. Just an
oppressive
, unnatural stillness.
She took another step, her
footfalls muffled by the thick carpet of moss and fallen leaves. The standing stones
seemed to
close in around her, their ancient surfaces
etched
with runes she couldn't decipher.
She reached out to touch
one, the rough bark-like texture sending a jolt of energy up her arm.
She pulled back, her heart
racing
. The stone felt alive, pulsing with a rhythm that matched the pendant's. A
flicker
of movement caught her eye, and she turned to see a shadow darting between the trees. "Who's there?"
she called out again, her
voice trembling. No answer.
Just the oppressive silence and
the growing
sense of
dread. She took a step back, her instincts screaming at her to run, but her feet felt rooted to the spot. The shadow moved again, closer this time, and she could make out the shape of a figure, tall and slender, with
eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness
. "Show yourself!"
she demanded, her voice stronger
than she felt. The figure stepped into the clearing, and Aurora's breath caught in her throat.
It was a woman, her
long, flowing hair the colour of moonlight, her eyes a piercing,
otherworldly
blue.
She wore a gown of
shimmering silver, the fabric rippling like water as she moved. "Aurora Carter," the woman said, her voice like the rustle of leaves in the wind. "You should not have come here." Aurora took a step back, her heart
pounding
. "Who are you?"
she asked, her voice barely
above a
whisper
. The woman smiled, a cold, knowing smile that
sent a chill down
Aurora's spine. "I am Isolde, guardian of this grove," she said. "And you, my dear, are trespassing." Aurora's mind
raced
, trying to make
sense of
the situation. "I was given a message,"
she said, her voice trembling
. "I was told to find the truth here." Isolde's smile widened, and she took a step closer, her eyes never leaving Aurora's. "The truth,"
she said, her voice dripping
with malice. "The truth is not always what it seems." Aurora felt
a surge of panic
, her instincts screaming at her to run, but she stood her ground. "What do you mean?"
she demanded, her voice stronger
now. Isolde's eyes glowed brighter, and she raised a hand, pointing to the pendant around Aurora's neck. "That trinket," she said, her voice filled with disdain. "It binds you to this place, to me. You cannot leave." Aurora's hand flew to the pendant, her fingers closing around the warm gemstone. "You're lying,"
she said, her voice shaking
. "I can leave whenever I want." Isolde's laughter
echoed
through the clearing, a cold, mocking sound that
sent a shiver down
Aurora's spine. "Can you?"
she asked, her eyes gleaming with malice
. "Try, if you dare." Aurora took a step back, her heart
pounding
. She turned and ran, her feet barely touching the ground as she sprinted towards the edge of the grove. The standing stones
seemed to
close in around her, their ancient runes glowing with an eerie light. She reached the boundary and
tried to
cross, but an invisible force threw her back, sending her sprawling to the ground. She scrambled to her feet, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. "What have you done?" she demanded, her voice
filled with panic
. Isolde stepped closer, her eyes cold and unfeeling. "You are bound to this place," she said. "Until you find the truth, you cannot leave." Aurora's mind
raced
, trying to make
sense of
the situation. She had to find the truth, whatever it was, if she wanted to escape. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. "What is the truth?"
she asked, her voice trembling
. Isolde's smile widened, and she raised a hand, pointing to the heart of the grove. "The truth lies within," she said. "But be warned, it is not for the faint of heart." Aurora took a step forward, her eyes fixed on the heart of the grove. She had come this far, and she wasn't about to give up now. She took a deep breath and stepped into the darkness, her heart
pounding
in her chest. The wildflowers
seemed to
close in around her, their petals brushing against her skin like ghostly fingers. She
could feel
the presence of something watching her, something ancient and powerful. She reached the centre of the grove, her eyes
scanning
the shadows for any sign of the truth. The pendant
pulsed
against her chest, its glow growing brighter.
She reached out to touch
it, the
warmth
spreading through her fingers. She
could feel
the presence of something, something just beyond her reach.
A sudden gust of wind
whipped through the clearing, sending a shiver
down her spine
. The wildflowers bent and swayed, their petals brushing against her legs like ghostly fingers.
She glanced around, her senses
on high alert. The grove was silent, too silent. No chirping of crickets, no rustling of small animals in the underbrush. Just an
oppressive
, unnatural stillness.
She took another step, her
footfalls muffled by the thick carpet of moss and fallen leaves. The standing stones
seemed to
close in around her, their ancient surfaces
etched
with runes she couldn't decipher.
She reached out to touch
one, the rough bark-like texture sending a jolt of energy up her arm.
She pulled back, her heart
racing
. The stone felt alive, pulsing with a rhythm that matched the pendant's. A
flicker
of movement caught her eye, and she turned to see a shadow darting between the trees. "Who's there?"
she called out again, her
voice trembling. No answer.
Just the oppressive silence and
the growing
sense of
dread. She took a step back, her instincts screaming at her to run, but her feet felt rooted to the spot. The shadow moved again, closer this time, and she could make out the shape of a figure, tall and slender, with
eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness
. "Show yourself!"
she demanded, her voice stronger
than she felt. The figure stepped into the clearing, and Aurora's breath caught in her throat.
It was a woman, her
long, flowing hair the colour of moonlight, her eyes a piercing,
otherworldly
blue.
She wore a gown of
shimmering silver, the fabric rippling like water as she moved. "Aurora Carter," the woman said, her voice like the rustle of leaves in the wind. "You should not have come here." Aurora took a step back, her heart
pounding
. "Who are you?"
she asked, her voice barely
above a
whisper
. The woman smiled, a cold, knowing smile that
sent a chill down
Aurora's spine. "I am Isolde, guardian of this grove," she said. "And you, my dear, are trespassing." Aurora's mind
raced
, trying to make
sense of
the situation. "I was given a message,"
she said, her voice trembling
. "I was told to find the truth here." Isolde's smile widened, and she took a step closer, her eyes never leaving Aurora's. "The truth,"
she said, her voice dripping
with malice. "The truth is not always what it seems." Aurora felt
a surge of panic
, her instincts screaming at her to run, but she stood her ground. "What do you mean?"
she demanded, her voice stronger
now. Isolde's eyes glowed brighter, and she raised a hand, pointing to the pendant around Aurora's neck. "That trinket," she said, her voice filled with disdain. "It binds you to this place, to me. You cannot leave." Aurora's hand flew to the pendant, her fingers closing around the warm gemstone. "You're lying,"
she said, her voice shaking
. "I can leave whenever I want." Isolde's laughter
echoed
through the clearing, a cold, mocking sound that
sent a shiver down
Aurora's spine. "Can you?"
she asked, her eyes gleaming with malice
. "Try, if you dare." Aurora took a step back, her heart
pounding
. She turned and ran, her feet barely touching the ground as she sprinted towards the edge of the grove. The standing stones
seemed to
close in around her, their ancient runes glowing with an eerie light. She reached the boundary and
tried to
cross, but an invisible force threw her back, sending her sprawling to the ground. She scrambled to her feet, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. "What have you done?" she demanded, her voice
filled with panic
. Isolde stepped closer, her eyes cold and unfeeling. "You are bound to this place," she said. "Until you find the truth, you cannot leave." Aurora's mind
raced
, trying to make
sense of
the situation. She had to find the truth, whatever it was, if she wanted to escape. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. "What is the truth?"
she asked, her voice trembling
. Isolde's smile widened, and she raised a hand, pointing to the heart of the grove. "The truth lies within," she said. "But be warned, it is not for the faint of heart." Aurora took a step forward, her eyes fixed on the heart of the grove. She had come this far, and she wasn't about to give up now. She took a deep breath and stepped into the darkness, her heart
pounding
in her chest. The wildflowers
seemed to
close in around her, their petals brushing against her skin like ghostly fingers. She
could feel
the presence of something watching her, something ancient and powerful. She reached the centre of the grove, her eyes
scanning
the shadows for any sign of the truth. The pendant
pulsed
against her chest, its glow growing brighter.
She reached out to touch
it, the
warmth
spreading through her fingers. She
could feel
the presence of something, something just beyond her reach.
A sudden gust of wind
whipped through the clearing, sending a shiver
down her spine
. The wildflowers bent and swayed, their petals brushing against her legs like ghostly fingers.
She glanced around, her senses
on high alert. The grove was silent, too silent. No chirping of crickets, no rustling of small animals in the underbrush. Just an
oppressive
, unnatural stillness.
She took another step, her
footfalls muffled by the thick carpet of moss and fallen leaves. The standing stones
seemed to
close in around her, their ancient surfaces
etched
with runes she couldn't decipher.
She reached out to touch
one, the rough bark-like texture sending a jolt of energy up her arm.
She pulled back, her heart
racing
. The stone felt alive, pulsing with a rhythm that matched the pendant's. A
flicker
of movement caught her eye, and she turned to see a shadow darting between the trees. "Who's there?"
she called out again, her
voice trembling. No answer.
Just the oppressive silence and
the growing
sense of
dread. She took a step back, her instincts screaming at her to run, but her feet felt rooted to the spot. The shadow moved again, closer this time, and she could make out the shape of a figure, tall and slender, with
eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness
. "Show yourself!"
she demanded, her voice stronger
than she felt. The figure stepped into the clearing, and Aurora's breath caught in her throat.
It was a woman, her
long, flowing hair the colour of moonlight, her eyes a piercing,
otherworldly
blue.
She wore a gown of
shimmering silver, the fabric rippling like water as she moved. "Aurora Carter," the woman said, her voice like the rustle of leaves in the wind. "You should not have come here." Aurora took a step back, her heart
pounding
. "Who are you?"
she asked, her voice barely
above a
whisper
. The woman smiled, a cold, knowing smile that
sent a chill down
Aurora's spine. "I am Isolde, guardian of this grove," she said. "And you, my dear, are trespassing." Aurora's mind
raced
, trying to make
sense of
the situation. "I was given a message,"
she said, her voice trembling
. "I was told to find the truth here." Isolde's smile widened, and she took a step closer, her eyes never leaving Aurora's. "The truth,"
she said, her voice dripping
with malice. "The truth is not always what it seems." Aurora felt
a surge of panic
, her instincts screaming at her to run, but she stood her ground. "What do you mean?"
she demanded, her voice stronger
now. Isolde's eyes glowed brighter, and she raised a hand, pointing to the pendant around Aurora's neck. "That trinket," she said, her voice filled with disdain. "It binds you to this place, to me. You cannot leave." Aurora's hand flew to the pendant, her fingers closing around the warm gemstone. "You're lying,"
she said, her voice shaking
. "I can leave whenever I want." Isolde's laughter
echoed
through the clearing, a cold, mocking sound that
sent a shiver down
Aurora's spine. "Can you?"
she asked, her eyes gleaming with malice
. "Try, if you dare." Aurora took a step back, her heart
pounding
. She turned and ran, her feet barely touching the ground as she sprinted towards the edge of the grove. The standing stones
seemed to
close in around her, their ancient runes glowing with an eerie light. She reached the boundary and
tried to
cross, but an invisible force threw her back, sending her sprawling to the ground. She scrambled to her feet, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. "What have you done?" she demanded, her voice
filled with panic
. Isolde stepped closer, her eyes cold and unfeeling. "You are bound to this place," she said. "Until you find the truth, you cannot leave." Aurora's mind
raced
, trying to make
sense of
the situation. She had to find the truth, whatever it was, if she wanted to escape. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. "What is the truth?"
she asked, her voice trembling
. Isolde's smile widened, and she raised a hand, pointing to the heart of the grove. "The truth lies within," she said. "But be warned, it is not for the faint of heart." Aurora took a step forward, her eyes fixed on the heart of the grove. She had come this far, and she wasn't about to give up now. She took a deep breath and stepped into the darkness, her heart
pounding
in her chest. The wildflowers
seemed to
close in around her, their petals brushing against her skin like ghostly fingers. She
could feel
the presence of something watching her, something ancient and powerful. She reached the centre of the grove, her eyes
scanning
the shadows for any sign of the truth. The pendant
pulsed
against her chest, its glow growing brighter.
She reached out to touch
it, the
warmth
spreading through her fingers. She
could feel
the presence of something, something just beyond her reach.
A sudden gust of wind
whipped through the clearing, sending a shiver
down her spine
. The wildflowers bent and swayed, their petals brushing against her legs like ghostly fingers.
She glanced around, her senses
on high alert. The grove was silent, too silent. No chirping of crickets, no rustling of small animals in the underbrush. Just an
oppressive
, unnatural stillness.
She took another step, her
footfalls muffled by the thick carpet of moss and fallen leaves. The standing stones
seemed to
close in around her, their ancient surfaces
etched
with runes she couldn't decipher.
She reached out to touch
one, the rough bark-like texture sending a jolt of energy up her arm.
She pulled back, her heart
racing
. The stone felt alive, pulsing with a rhythm that matched the pendant's. A
flicker
of movement caught her eye, and she turned to see a shadow darting between the trees. "Who's there?"
she called out again, her
voice trembling. No answer.
Just the oppressive silence and
the growing
sense of
dread. She took a step back, her instincts screaming at her to run, but her feet felt rooted to the spot. The shadow moved again, closer this time, and she could make out the shape of a figure, tall and slender, with
eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness
. "Show yourself!"
she demanded, her voice stronger
than she felt. The figure stepped into the clearing, and Aurora's breath caught in her throat.
It was a woman, her
long, flowing hair the colour of moonlight, her eyes a piercing,
otherworldly
blue.
She wore a gown of
shimmering silver, the fabric rippling like water as she moved. "Aurora Carter," the woman said, her voice like the rustle of leaves in the wind. "You should not have come here." Aurora took a step back, her heart
pounding
. "Who are you?"
she asked, her voice barely
above a
whisper
. The woman smiled, a cold, knowing smile that
sent a chill down
Aurora's spine. "I am Is
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Evaluation details
Result
Evaluator
Details
Meta Data
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags
51
adverbTagCount
0
adverbTags
(empty)
dialogueSentences
80
tagDensity
0.638
leniency
1
rawRatio
0
effectiveRatio
0
93.68%
AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount
3163
totalAiIsmAdverbs
4
found
0
adverb
"barely above a whisper"
count
4
highlights
0
"barely above a whisper"
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)
wordCount
3163
totalAiIsms
96
found
0
word
"throbbed"
count
1
1
word
"loomed"
count
1
2
word
"sentinels"
count
1
3
word
"pounding"
count
11
4
word
"echoing"
count
1
5
word
"whisper"
count
5
6
word
"scanning"
count
4
7
word
"pulsed"
count
4
8
word
"comforting"
count
1
9
word
"down her spine"
count
4
10
word
"oppressive"
count
8
11
word
"etched"
count
4
12
word
"racing"
count
4
13
word
"flicker"
count
4
14
word
"silence"
count
4
15
word
"sense of"
count
10
16
word
"otherworldly"
count
4
17
word
"chill"
count
4
18
word
"raced"
count
6
19
word
"echoed"
count
3
20
word
"gleaming"
count
3
21
word
"could feel"
count
6
22
word
"warmth"
count
3
highlights
0
"throbbed"
1
"loomed"
2
"sentinels"
3
"pounding"
4
"echoing"
5
"whisper"
6
"scanning"
7
"pulsed"
8
"comforting"
9
"down her spine"
10
"oppressive"
11
"etched"
12
"racing"
13
"flicker"
14
"silence"
15
"sense of"
16
"otherworldly"
17
"chill"
18
"raced"
19
"echoed"
20
"gleaming"
21
"could feel"
22
"warmth"
66.67%
Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches
7
maxInWindow
2
found
0
label
"sent a shiver through"
count
7
highlights
0
"sent a chill down"
1
"sent a shiver down"
92.53%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells
9
narrationSentences
231
matches
0
"a surge of panic"
1
"filled with panic"
2
"d with panic"
3
"a surge of panic"
4
"filled with panic"
5
"d with panic"
6
"a surge of panic"
7
"filled with panic"
8
"d with panic"
25.36%
Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount
0
hedgeCount
19
narrationSentences
231
filterMatches
(empty)
hedgeMatches
0
"seemed to"
1
"tried to"
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences
260
gibberishSentences
0
adjustedGibberishSentences
0
longSentenceCount
0
runOnParagraphCount
0
giantParagraphCount
0
wordSaladCount
0
repetitionLoopCount
0
controlTokenCount
0
maxSentenceWordsSeen
38
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans
0
markdownWords
0
totalWords
3162
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions
56
unquotedAttributions
0
matches
(empty)
16.67%
Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions
65
wordCount
2777
uniqueNames
8
maxNameDensity
1.48
worstName
"Aurora"
maxWindowNameDensity
4.5
worstWindowName
"Aurora"
discoveredNames
Carter
1
Heartstone
1
Pendant
1
Fae
3
Grove
2
Earth
1
Aurora
41
Isolde
15
persons
0
"Carter"
1
"Aurora"
2
"Isolde"
places
0
"Pendant"
1
"Fae"
2
"Grove"
globalScore
0.762
windowScore
0.167
87.81%
Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences
201
glossingSentenceCount
5
matches
0
"as if urging her onward"
1
"eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness"
2
"eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness"
3
"eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness"
4
"eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness"
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches
0
per1kWords
0
wordCount
3162
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount
0
totalSentences
260
matches
(empty)
72.31%
Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs
72
mean
43.92
std
17.7
cv
0.403
sampleLengths
0
71
1
65
2
58
3
75
4
60
5
60
6
70
7
59
8
52
9
54
10
19
11
29
12
28
13
31
14
28
15
36
16
26
17
30
18
65
19
23
20
24
21
43
22
32
23
73
24
52
25
60
26
70
27
59
28
52
29
54
30
19
31
29
32
28
33
31
34
28
35
36
36
26
37
30
38
65
39
23
40
24
41
43
42
32
43
73
44
52
45
60
46
70
47
59
48
52
49
54
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount
1
totalSentences
231
matches
0
"been drawn"
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount
1
totalVerbs
504
matches
0
"was being"
100.00%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount
0
semicolonCount
0
flaggedSentences
0
totalSentences
260
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount
2778
adjectiveStacks
0
stackExamples
(empty)
adverbCount
63
adverbRatio
0.02267818574514039
lyAdverbCount
23
lyAdverbRatio
0.00827933765298776
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences
260
echoCount
0
echoWords
(empty)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences
260
mean
12.16
std
5.24
cv
0.431
sampleLengths
0
21
1
19
2
15
3
16
4
20
5
24
6
7
7
9
8
5
9
15
10
12
11
2
12
12
13
10
14
3
15
4
16
38
17
23
18
14
19
16
20
12
21
16
22
16
23
15
24
14
25
8
26
6
27
12
28
5
29
16
30
18
31
18
32
6
33
12
34
18
35
9
36
2
37
10
38
20
39
29
40
10
41
13
42
18
43
15
44
15
45
6
46
8
47
11
48
14
49
9
40.00%
Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats
26
diversityRatio
0.08461538461538462
totalSentences
260
uniqueOpeners
22
100.00%
Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount
9
totalSentences
217
matches
0
"Just the whisper of leaves"
1
"Just an oppressive, unnatural stillness."
2
"Just the oppressive silence and"
3
"Just an oppressive, unnatural stillness."
4
"Just the oppressive silence and"
5
"Just an oppressive, unnatural stillness."
6
"Just the oppressive silence and"
7
"Just an oppressive, unnatural stillness."
8
"Just the oppressive silence and"
ratio
0.041
26.45%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount
105
totalSentences
217
matches
0
"She skidded to a halt,"
1
"She had come here for"
2
"She had to stay focused."
3
"she called out, her voice"
4
"She took a deep breath,"
5
"She was alone."
6
"She took a cautious step"
7
"She reached up to touch"
8
"She glanced around, her senses"
9
"She took another step, her"
10
"She reached out to touch"
11
"She pulled back, her heart"
12
"she called out again, her"
13
"She took a step back,"
14
"she demanded, her voice stronger"
15
"It was a woman, her"
16
"She wore a gown of"
17
"she asked, her voice barely"
18
"she said, her voice trembling"
19
"she said, her voice dripping"
ratio
0.484
0.00%
Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount
202
totalSentences
217
matches
0
"Aurora Carter's breath came in"
1
"The Heartstone Pendant throbbed against"
2
"She skidded to a halt,"
3
"The ancient oak standing stones"
4
"She had come here for"
5
"The wildflowers that bloomed year-round"
6
"Time moved differently here, she"
7
"An hour inside could be"
8
"She had to stay focused."
9
"A rustling sound behind her"
10
"she called out, her voice"
11
"She took a deep breath,"
12
"She was alone."
13
"Aurora had been drawn to"
14
"The grove had always been"
15
"She took a cautious step"
16
"The pendant pulsed again, warmer"
17
"She reached up to touch"
18
"The deep crimson gemstone seemed"
19
"A sudden gust of wind"
ratio
0.931
0.00%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount
0
totalSentences
217
matches
(empty)
ratio
0
100.00%
Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences
144
technicalSentenceCount
7
matches
0
"The wildflowers that bloomed year-round seemed to sway in a breeze she couldn't feel, their vibrant colours almost too vivid in the dim light."
1
"Isolde's laughter echoed through the clearing, a cold, mocking sound that sent a shiver down Aurora's spine."
2
"She reached the boundary and tried to cross, but an invisible force threw her back, sending her sprawling to the ground."
3
"Isolde's laughter echoed through the clearing, a cold, mocking sound that sent a shiver down Aurora's spine."
4
"She reached the boundary and tried to cross, but an invisible force threw her back, sending her sprawling to the ground."
5
"Isolde's laughter echoed through the clearing, a cold, mocking sound that sent a shiver down Aurora's spine."
6
"She reached the boundary and tried to cross, but an invisible force threw her back, sending her sprawling to the ground."
0.00%
Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags
51
uselessAdditionCount
31
matches
0
"she called out, her voice echoing unnaturally in the stillness"
1
"she called out, her voice trembling"
2
"she demanded, her voice stronger than she felt"
3
"she asked, her voice barely above a whisper"
4
"she said, her voice trembling"
5
"she said, her voice dripping with malice"
6
"she demanded, her voice stronger now"
7
"she said, her voice shaking"
8
"she asked, her eyes gleaming with malice"
9
"she asked, her voice trembling"
10
"she called out, her voice trembling"
11
"she demanded, her voice stronger than she felt"
12
"she asked, her voice barely above a whisper"
13
"she said, her voice trembling"
14
"she said, her voice dripping with malice"
15
"she demanded, her voice stronger now"
16
"she said, her voice shaking"
17
"she asked, her eyes gleaming with malice"
18
"she asked, her voice trembling"
19
"she called out, her voice trembling"
20
"she demanded, her voice stronger than she felt"
21
"she asked, her voice barely above a whisper"
22
"she said, her voice trembling"
23
"she said, her voice dripping with malice"
24
"she demanded, her voice stronger now"
25
"she said, her voice shaking"
26
"she asked, her eyes gleaming with malice"
27
"she asked, her voice trembling"
28
"she called out, her voice trembling"
29
"she demanded, her voice stronger than she felt"
30
"she asked, her voice barely above a whisper"
0.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags
50
fancyCount
15
fancyTags
0
"she called out (call out)"
1
"she called out (call out)"
2
"she demanded (demand)"
3
"she demanded (demand)"
4
"she demanded (demand)"
5
"she called out (call out)"
6
"she demanded (demand)"
7
"she demanded (demand)"
8
"she demanded (demand)"
9
"she called out (call out)"
10
"she demanded (demand)"
11
"she demanded (demand)"
12
"she demanded (demand)"
13
"she called out (call out)"
14
"she demanded (demand)"
dialogueSentences
80
tagDensity
0.625
leniency
1
rawRatio
0.3
effectiveRatio
0.3
70.7156%