Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTX7JABA4WXGDH8GP4ACR9N

Run Details

Duration:
13.9s
Cost:
$0.000000
Provider:
Stealth

Model input

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
A glass shattered across the polished wood. Aurora crouched beside the broken shards, her delivery bag thudding against the floor as she knelt. The neon green sign outside flickered behind the bar’s frosted glass, casting a thin line of electric light onto the dark old wooden bar. A low murmur rose from the few patrons, then fell silent as a voice cut through the tension. “Rory?” She turned, eyes flashing bright blue against the dim gloom. Silas stood at the far end, his hazel stare fixed on her, a silver signet ring glinting on his right hand. His grey‑streaked auburn hair fell over his brow, and a slight limp forced him to lean on the bar’s edge. “Silas,” she said, voice steady despite the tremor at the base of her throat. “I didn’t expect to find you here.” He chuckled, a soft bark that seemed to echo off the walls covered in old maps and black‑and‑white photographs. “The Nest has a way of pulling old friends back into the shadows.” He gestured toward a backroom door hidden behind a bookshelf. “You still delivering for the Empress?” “Aye. The city’s appetite never wanes,” she replied, brushing a strand of straight black hair from her wrist. The crescent‑shaped scar on her left wrist caught the glow, a silent reminder of a childhood accident she never quite shook off. “Just finished a run down King’s Cross. Thought I’d grab a drink before the night’s over.” Silas slid a glass of amber liquid across the bar, the ice clinking like tiny bells. “You’ve always been good at finding the quickest route.” He lifted the glass, his thumb resting on the rim. “To old days and new beginnings.” She raised her own cup, the condensation leaving a fleeting ring on the wood. “To surviving the in.” A pause stretched, thick as the smoke curling from the ashtray. The patrons resumed their murmuring, oblivious to the undercurrent of history that hovered between them. “Remember that night in Cardiff?” Silas asked, eyes narrowing. “When we argued over the mootness of law versus… well, the reality of the streets?” Aurora’s smile flickered, a flash of amber against the night. “You still think the world can be fixed with a contract, don’t you?” She tapped the scar lightly, feeling the faint ache of old pain. “I left that world behind when I ran from Evan.” Silas’s gaze hardened, a flash of something like regret crossing his hazel eyes. “Evan… the name still rings a bell. He was a ghost you tried to outrun, wasn’t he?” He leaned forward, his limp creaking the floorboards. “I heard he resurfaced. I thought you might… need a hand.” She stared at the glass, the amber liquid reflecting a distorted version of herself. “I’m not the same girl who fled a courtroom in a hurry.” She took a sip, the alcohol burning a path down her throat. “I’ve learned to keep my head low, my hands clean, and my secrets cleaner.” Silas placed his hand on the bar, the signet ring catching the light. “There’s a certain elegance in the way you still manage to stay ahead of the game.” He glanced toward the bookshelf, the hidden door slightly ajar. “You ever think about the things we left behind?” Aurora’s eyes hardened, the scar glinting like a warning. “I think about the things that scar you, not the ones you forget.” She stood, the bag thudding against her shoulder. “You always liked to keep secrets in that room. What are you hiding now?” Silas’s lips twitched, a half‑smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “The world changes, Rory. I retired after Prague. The knee never healed. The bar became a front, a safe house for those who can’t trust the streets.” He tapped his left leg, the limp a constant reminder. “And now, I’m a keeper of stories. Some end happily, some… don’t.” Aurora’s breath hitched, the memory of a night in a cramped flat above a bar resurfacing. “You taught me how to read people, Silas. How to see the cracks before they shatter.” She glanced at the backroom, the bookshelf swaying slightly as if listening. “Do you still have those contacts? The ones who move in the shadows?” He lifted his glass, the ice clinking again. “They come and go, like tide and moon. Some stay, some disappear.” He lowered his voice. “There’s a name that keeps resurfacing in my files. A courier who vanished after a shipment went wrong. They called her ‘The Raven.’” Aurora’s heart hammered, the scar on her wrist throbbing with a phantom pain. “I’ve heard whispers. They say she disappeared into the night, leaving behind a trail of broken contracts and unpaid debts.” She stared at the glass, the liquid swirling like a storm. “I’m not that woman anymore.” Silas’s gaze softened, a flicker of something like compassion. “You were always more than a courier, Rory. You were a mind that could untangle knots no one else could. The world needs people like you.” He leaned back, the bar’s wood creaking under his weight. “If you ever need a place to hide, the Nest is yours.” A sudden crash echoed from the backroom, the bookshelf shuddering as a heavy door slammed shut. A figure lunged out, a bulk of dark cloth and a glint of metal flashing in the neon light. The room erupted in shouts, glass shattering again, a scream slicing through the air. “Hands up!” the intruder barked, his voice raw, his eyes scanning the patrons. “Everyone on the floor!” Silas moved with a fluidity that belied his limp, his hand already reaching for the hidden pistol beneath the bar. Aurora’s fingers curled around the edge of her delivery bag, the weight of a concealed knife pressing against her thigh. “Not here,” Silas whispered, eyes flicking to the backroom door. “They’re after something inside.” Aurora’s breath hitched, the scar on her wrist throbbing as if it sensed the danger. “What do they want?” she asked, voice low, the words barely audible over the chaos. The intruder’s gun cocked, a metallic click echoing like a clock’s tick‑tock. “The package,” he snarled. “Where’s the courier?” Silas’s jaw tightened, his silver ring catching the neon glow. “You’re looking for ghosts, lad.” He stepped forward, his hand steady despite the limp. “Leave now, or you’ll find the Nest isn’t a safe haven after all.” The intruder laughed, a harsh sound that bounced off the walls. “Do you think I’m scared of a retired spy and a delivery girl?” Aurora’s eyes narrowed, the scar on her wrist flashing in the dim light. “You’re not the only one who knows how to disappear.” She slipped the knife from her bag, the blade gleaming with a cold promise. A sudden flash of gunfire erupted, the sound deafening, the air filled with the acrid smell of burnt metal. The glass on the bar shattered again, shards raining like rain. Silas ducked, his body moving with the precision of a trained operative. Aurora lunged, the knife finding a gap between the intruder’s ribs. The intruder staggered, a gasp escaping his throat, blood spraying across the neon sign. “What… what are you?” he stammered, clutching his wound. Silas stared at him, his hazel eyes cold. “A reminder that the past never truly dies.” The room fell silent, the neon green sign flickering, casting eerie shadows over the broken wood. Aurora stood, breath ragged, the knife still slick with blood, the scar on her wrist pulsing like a heartbeat. Silas lowered his pistol, the silver ring catching the light one last time. “Everyone get out,” Silas said, his voice steady, the words cutting through the tension. “The Nest isn’t a place for murder.” A patron scrambled to the door, the backroom door ajar, the hidden room beyond breathing darkness. Aurora glanced at the doorway, the scent of old maps and ash mingling with the metallic tang of blood. Silas met her gaze, the weight of years and regret hanging between them like a rope ready to snap. “Will you stay?” Silas asked, his tone a mixture of warning and invitation. Aurora’s eyes flicked to the scar, then back to the intruder’s limp form. “I’m not sure what I’m staying for,” she whispered, the words hanging in the stale air. Silas reached for the backroom door, his fingers brushing the wood. “Come on, then.” He pulled the door open, the hidden room spilling shadows onto the floor. A sudden crash reverberated through the bar as the intruder’s gun fell from his hand, the barrel rolling across the floor. The neon sign sputtered, the green light flickering erratically, casting a strobe of light over the scene. “Now,” Silas said, voice low, “let’s see who really holds the strings.” Aurora stepped forward, the scar on her wrist catching the flickering light, her breath shallow. The hidden room loomed, the bookshelf’s secret entrance yawning like a mouth. The air inside smelled of old paper and dust, a sanctuary for whispered deals and unspoken sins. Silas turned his head, eyes scanning the room. “You always liked the backroom,” he muttered, a hint of amusement threading his tone. “A place where the past and present collide.” Aurora’s fingers tightened around the knife’s hilt, the metal cold against her skin. “And where the future can be cut.” The backroom door slammed shut behind them, the sound echoing like a gunshot in a quiet street. The neon sign outside flickered one last time before plunging the bar into darkness, the green light dying as the night swallowed the Nest whole.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags28
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"He leaned back [back]"
dialogueSentences54
tagDensity0.519
leniency1
rawRatio0.036
effectiveRatio0.036
81.19% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1595
totalAiIsmAdverbs6
found
0
adverb"lightly"
count1
1
adverb"slightly"
count2
2
adverb"happily"
count1
3
adverb"truly"
count1
4
adverb"really"
count1
highlights
0"lightly"
1"slightly"
2"happily"
3"truly"
4"really"
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)
wordCount1595
totalAiIsms32
found
0
word"shattered"
count2
1
word"flickered"
count3
2
word"electric"
count1
3
word"tension"
count2
4
word"gloom"
count1
5
word"glinting"
count2
6
word"echo"
count1
7
word"reminder"
count3
8
word"fleeting"
count1
9
word"flicker"
count1
10
word"weight"
count3
11
word"echoed"
count1
12
word"glint"
count1
13
word"scanning"
count2
14
word"echoing"
count2
15
word"gleaming"
count1
16
word"flicked"
count1
17
word"reverberated"
count1
18
word"loomed"
count1
19
word"sanctuary"
count1
20
word"unspoken"
count1
highlights
0"shattered"
1"flickered"
2"electric"
3"tension"
4"gloom"
5"glinting"
6"echo"
7"reminder"
8"fleeting"
9"flicker"
10"weight"
11"echoed"
12"glint"
13"scanning"
14"echoing"
15"gleaming"
16"flicked"
17"reverberated"
18"loomed"
19"sanctuary"
20"unspoken"
66.67% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow2
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
1
label"room fell silent"
count1
highlights
0"eyes narrowed"
1"The room fell silent"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences84
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences84
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences110
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen37
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1595
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions12
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
50.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions34
wordCount1086
uniqueNames3
maxNameDensity1.75
worstName"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Silas"
discoveredNames
Aurora14
Silas19
Nest1
persons
0"Aurora"
1"Silas"
places(empty)
globalScore0.625
windowScore0.5
23.42% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences79
glossingSentenceCount4
matches
0"bark that seemed to echo off the walls covered in old maps and black‑and‑white photographs"
1"something like regret crossing his hazel eye"
2"as if listening"
3"something like compassion"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1595
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences110
matches(empty)
84.43% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs45
mean35.44
std15.79
cv0.446
sampleLengths
07
158
21
351
421
548
656
741
818
926
1024
1145
1249
1352
1448
1544
1659
1757
1847
1949
2057
2149
2217
2340
2414
2530
2619
2737
2824
2937
3053
3123
3216
3348
3421
3554
3613
3729
3827
3938
4012
4144
4230
4320
4442
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences84
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs179
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences110
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1086
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount27
adverbRatio0.024861878453038673
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.004604051565377533
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences110
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences110
mean14.5
std6.48
cv0.447
sampleLengths
07
116
224
318
41
510
621
720
814
97
1019
1123
126
1318
1422
1516
1616
1719
186
1914
204
2111
2215
239
2415
2510
2625
2710
2813
2925
3011
3114
3224
3314
3413
3526
369
379
3821
3914
4010
4137
4212
4316
4428
4513
468
4716
4823
4913
44.55% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats6
diversityRatio0.2727272727272727
totalSentences110
uniqueOpeners30
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences83
matches(empty)
ratio0
89.88% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount27
totalSentences83
matches
0"She turned, eyes flashing bright"
1"His grey‑streaked auburn hair fell"
2"she said, voice steady despite"
3"He chuckled, a soft bark"
4"He gestured toward a backroom"
5"she replied, brushing a strand"
6"He lifted the glass, his"
7"She raised her own cup,"
8"She tapped the scar lightly,"
9"He leaned forward, his limp"
10"She stared at the glass,"
11"She took a sip, the"
12"He glanced toward the bookshelf,"
13"She stood, the bag thudding"
14"He tapped his left leg,"
15"She glanced at the backroom,"
16"He lifted his glass, the"
17"He lowered his voice"
18"She stared at the glass,"
19"He leaned back, the bar’s"
ratio0.325
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount83
totalSentences83
matches
0"A glass shattered across the"
1"Aurora crouched beside the broken"
2"The neon green sign outside"
3"A low murmur rose from"
4"She turned, eyes flashing bright"
5"Silas stood at the far"
6"His grey‑streaked auburn hair fell"
7"she said, voice steady despite"
8"He chuckled, a soft bark"
9"He gestured toward a backroom"
10"she replied, brushing a strand"
11"The crescent‑shaped scar on her"
12"Silas slid a glass of"
13"He lifted the glass, his"
14"She raised her own cup,"
15"A pause stretched, thick as"
16"The patrons resumed their murmuring,"
17"Silas asked, eyes narrowing"
18"Aurora’s smile flickered, a flash"
19"She tapped the scar lightly,"
ratio1
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences83
matches(empty)
ratio0
71.43% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences50
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"He chuckled, a soft bark that seemed to echo off the walls covered in old maps and black‑and‑white photographs."
1"The patrons resumed their murmuring, oblivious to the undercurrent of history that hovered between them."
2"Silas’s lips twitched, a half‑smile that didn’t reach his eyes."
3"Silas moved with a fluidity that belied his limp, his hand already reaching for the hidden pistol beneath the bar."
4"Aurora’s breath hitched, the scar on her wrist throbbing as if it sensed the danger."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags28
uselessAdditionCount19
matches
0"He lifted, his thumb resting on the rim"
1"Silas asked, eyes narrowing"
2"She took, the alcohol burning a path down her throat"
3"He glanced, the hidden door slightly ajar"
4"She stood, the bag thudding against her shoulder"
5"She glanced, the bookshelf swaying slightly as if listening"
6"She stared, the liquid swirling like a storm"
7"He leaned back, the bar’s wood creaking under his weight"
8"the intruder barked, his voice raw, his eyes scanning the patrons"
9"Silas whispered, eyes flicking to the backroom door"
10"she asked, voice low, the words barely audible over the chaos"
11"He stepped, his hand steady despite the limp"
12"She slipped, the blade gleaming with a cold promise"
13"Silas said, his voice steady, the words cutting through the tension"
14"Silas asked, his tone a mixture of warning and invitation"
15"she whispered, the words hanging in the stale air"
16"He pulled, the hidden room spilling shadows onto the floor"
17"Silas said, voice low,"
18"he muttered, a hint of amusement threading his tone"
38.89% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags13
fancyCount6
fancyTags
0"the intruder barked (bark)"
1"Silas whispered (whisper)"
2"he snarled (snarl)"
3"he stammered (stammer)"
4"she whispered (whisper)"
5"he muttered (mutter)"
dialogueSentences54
tagDensity0.241
leniency0.481
rawRatio0.462
effectiveRatio0.222
71.6817%