Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTY1VJ6KF24Z610TPNQ6QCK

Run Details

Duration:
52.3s
Cost:
$0.055390
Provider:
Google AI Studio

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>

Model response

AI
The silver chain seared a ring of heat against my collarbone. It wasn't just a pulse anymore; the Heartstone pendant hammered against my sternum like a second, frantic heart. "Alright, message received," I muttered, tucking the crimson gem beneath the collar of my heavy denim jacket. "We're close." I pushed through the dense barrier of bracken, the thorns snagging on my black jeans. The familiar hum of Richmond Park—the distant drone of Heathrow traffic, the murmur of the city—vanished the instant I stepped between the two ancient oak standing stones. It didn't fade; it was severed. In its place, a silence thick enough to choke on filled the air. This wasn't the park anymore. This was the Grove. My boots sank into moss that felt far too warm, yielding like flesh underfoot. I checked my wrist, scratching absentmindedly at the crescent-shaped scar there. The cheap digital watch I wore for deliveries blinked 00:00. Then 99:99. Then violent, jagged lines. "Brilliant." I drew the heavy torch from my belt but didn't switch it on yet. The moon above was wrong—too large, tinged with a sickly bruised purple, casting shadows that stretched long and sharp across the clearing. And the flowers. Everywhere, wildflowers bloomed with aggressive vitality. Foxgloves the size of toddlers, expansive carpets of bluebells that shimmered with their own bioluminescent malice. It was winter in London, but in this pocket of space, it was a fever-dream of eternal spring. I needed to find the drop point. Yu-Fei had been specific: *Look for the Weeping Willow that bleeds.* It sounded like poetic nonsense, the kind of riddle Dad would have loved, but in the Fae-touched realms, metaphors had a nasty habit of being literal. A twig snapped. I spun, beam of the torch clicking on, cutting a cone of harsh white light through the violet gloom. Nothing. Just the swaying stalks of overgrown lavender. "Come out," I said. My voice sounded flat, absorbed instantly by the moss. "I'm not in the mood for hide-and-seek. I have a curry getting cold in the top box and I’m not paid enough for supernatural theatrics." The lavender swayed again. There was no wind. I killed the light. Better to let my eyes adjust than to paint a target on my chest. I moved forward, stepping carefully heel-to-toe, a trick I’d picked up evading drunk fresher students in Cardiff. The air tasted metallic—ozone and rotting plums. Something moved in my periphery. A blur of pale grey. I turned my head slowly. A birch tree stood three yards away, its bark peeling in papery strips. It looked normal enough until I noticed the knots in the wood. They weren't knots. They were eyes. Closed, sealed tight with sap, but unmistakably shaped like human eyelids. "Just pareidolia," I whispered. "Just the brain making patterns." *Is it?* I forced my legs to keep moving, deeper into the thicket. The Heartstone was burning my skin now, a continuous, warning scald. The pendant wanted me to run. My instinct, honed by years of navigating dark alleyways and avoiding my ex's temper, screamed at me to bolt. But running in the Grove was a novice mistake. Flora here reacted to fear like a shark to blood. I found the clearing's center. And there it was. The Willow. It was immense, its canopy blocking out the bruise-coloured moon. The trailing branches didn't just hang; they reached. And down the gnarled, twisted trunk, thick crimson sap oozed in slow, rhythmic pulses. It pooled at the roots, smelling copper-sharp and terrified. "Gross," I hissed. I stepped closer, scanning the roots for the package I was supposed to retrieve. A small wooden box, Yu-Fei had said. Carved from rowan. I saw it. Wedged between two thick roots that looked suspiciously like knees. I reached out. *Drip.* A drop of the red sap landed on the back of my hand. It sizzled. I wiped it off on my jeans, gripping the box. It was stuck. The roots held it fast. "Let go," I commanded. The tree groaned. A low, resonant sound that vibrated through the soles of my boots. "I said, let go." I pulled harder. The roots shifted. They didn't just move; they recoiled. I stumbled back, clutching the box, my heart hammering against my ribs. From the darkness behind the tree, a sound emerged. *Gig-gle.* It was a broken, stuttering sound. Like a recording of a child's laugh played backward and then stitched together wrong. I froze. "Who's there?" *Gig-gle.* It came from the left. Then the right. Stereophonic surround sound. "I have a knife," I lied. I had a box and a torch. "And I know how to use it." "Kni-fe," a voice mimicked. It wasn't a child's voice anymore. It was mine. It was a perfect, jagged recording of my own voice, stripped of all warmth. I backed away, keeping the Willow in my siteline. "Show yourself." "Show... your... self." A figure detached itself from the shadows of the foxgloves. It was tall—impossibly tall, limbs elongated and thin like spider legs. It wore a hoodie, a faded red one. My blood ran cold. I owned a faded red hoodie. It was in my laundry basket back at the flat. The figure took a step. Its movements were jerky, stop-motion animation in a smooth world. It raised a hand. The fingers were too many, twitching independently. "Rory," it said. It used my Dad's voice. Breath hitched in my throat. "Don't." "Rory, love. You're late for tea." The creature stepped into a patch of bioluminescent light. It didn't have a face. Where the features should have been, the skin was smooth, blank, like an unformed lump of clay, save for a single, vertical slit that opened to reveal rows of needle-thin transparent teeth. "Dad's dead," I said, the words trembling. "Try harder." The slit widened. A long, grey tongue lolled out, tasting the air. "Dead... is... boring." I didn't think. I threw the heavy torch. The beam spun wildly in the air, striking the creature in the chest. It didn't flinch. The torch just sank into its torso, absorbed by the fabric of the sweatshirt that wasn't really fabric at all. I turned and ran. Forget the rules. Forget the predator response. I bolted back toward the boundary stones. Behind me, the heavy wet slap of footsteps gave chase. *Slap-thud. Slap-thud.* Fast. Much faster than me. The landscape was changing. The ancient oaks I had passed minutes ago were gone, replaced by walls of thorns that knit together as I approached. The path twisted, turning back on itself. "Rory!" The voice was Eva's now. Screaming in pain. "Rory, wait, help me!" "Shut up!" I screamed back, ducking under a swinging branch that tried to decapitate me. I saw the stones ahead. Two grey pillars of salvation against the chaotic vibrant nightmare of the grove. They were closing. The gap between them, once wide enough for a carriage, was now barely the width of a door. I pumped my arms, lungs burning. The Heartstone was agonising, searing the shape of a teardrop into my skin. *Slap-thud.* I could feel the breath of the thing on my neck—cold and smelling of damp earth. I dove. My shoulder hit the dirt on the other side. The air changed instantly—cold, crisp, smelling of diesel and London rain. The encroaching silence shattered, replaced by the distant siren of a police car. I scrambled up, gasping, turning back to the stones. They were touching. A solid wall of granite. I slumped onto the wet grass of Richmond Park, clutching the rowan box to my chest. Safe. I was safe. A vibration buzzed against my ribs. I froze. My phone was in my back pocket. The torch was gone. The box was in my hands. The vibration was coming from inside the box. I stared at the rowan wood. The lid had no hinges, but it slid open smoothly under my thumb. Inside, resting on a bed of velvet, was my own digital watch. The screen was cracked. It displayed today's date. The time was 03:00 AM. Three hours from now. "Tick-tock," a voice whispered. It didn't come from the box. It came from right beside my ear. I looked up. The standing stones were gone. The London skyline was gone. I was back under the Willow. And the thing wearing my red hoodie was standing directly in front of me, its hand raised to strike.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags12
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"I screamed back [back]"
dialogueSentences26
tagDensity0.462
leniency0.923
rawRatio0.083
effectiveRatio0.077
89.50% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1428
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"carefully"
count1
1
adverb"slowly"
count1
2
adverb"really"
count1
highlights
0"carefully"
1"slowly"
2"really"
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)
29.97% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1428
totalAiIsms20
found
0
word"pulse"
count1
1
word"familiar"
count1
2
word"silence"
count2
3
word"tinged"
count1
4
word"shimmered"
count1
5
word"gloom"
count1
6
word"navigating"
count1
7
word"rhythmic"
count1
8
word"scanning"
count1
9
word"vibrated"
count1
10
word"perfect"
count1
11
word"warmth"
count1
12
word"predator"
count1
13
word"footsteps"
count1
14
word"chaotic"
count1
15
word"searing"
count1
16
word"could feel"
count1
17
word"shattered"
count1
18
word"velvet"
count1
highlights
0"pulse"
1"familiar"
2"silence"
3"tinged"
4"shimmered"
5"gloom"
6"navigating"
7"rhythmic"
8"scanning"
9"vibrated"
10"perfect"
11"warmth"
12"predator"
13"footsteps"
14"chaotic"
15"searing"
16"could feel"
17"shattered"
18"velvet"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"blood ran cold"
count1
highlights
0"blood ran cold"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences170
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences170
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"tried to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences183
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen39
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans7
markdownWords15
totalWords1405
ratio0.011
matches
0"Look for the Weeping Willow that bleeds."
1"Is it?"
2"Drip."
3"Gig-gle."
4"Gig-gle."
5"Slap-thud. Slap-thud."
6"Slap-thud."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions10
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions27
wordCount1316
uniqueNames15
maxNameDensity0.3
worstName"Willow"
maxWindowNameDensity1
worstWindowName"London"
discoveredNames
Heartstone3
Richmond2
Park2
Heathrow1
Grove2
London3
Weeping1
Willow4
Dad2
Fae-touched1
Cardiff1
Yu-Fei2
Fast1
Eva1
Screaming1
persons
0"Weeping"
1"Willow"
2"Dad"
3"Yu-Fei"
4"Eva"
places
0"Richmond"
1"Park"
2"Grove"
3"London"
4"Fae-touched"
5"Cardiff"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences89
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"sounded like poetic nonsense, the kind of"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1405
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences183
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs83
mean16.93
std15.2
cv0.898
sampleLengths
029
119
248
313
49
541
61
779
844
93
1019
118
1238
138
1442
1510
1633
1714
189
192
2066
219
222
2341
243
2524
2613
273
281
2933
304
3115
327
3321
349
351
3620
374
381
3911
4020
4127
4211
433
4429
4520
4626
473
485
496
90.82% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount7
totalSentences170
matches
0"was severed"
1"was supposed"
2"was stuck"
3"were gone"
4"was gone"
5"were gone"
6"was gone"
90.26% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount4
totalVerbs243
matches
0"was burning"
1"was agonising"
2"was coming"
3"was standing"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount7
semicolonCount4
flaggedSentences10
totalSentences183
ratio0.055
matches
0"It wasn't just a pulse anymore; the Heartstone pendant hammered against my sternum like a second, frantic heart."
1"The familiar hum of Richmond Park—the distant drone of Heathrow traffic, the murmur of the city—vanished the instant I stepped between the two ancient oak standing stones."
2"It didn't fade; it was severed."
3"The moon above was wrong—too large, tinged with a sickly bruised purple, casting shadows that stretched long and sharp across the clearing."
4"The air tasted metallic—ozone and rotting plums."
5"The trailing branches didn't just hang; they reached."
6"They didn't just move; they recoiled."
7"It was tall—impossibly tall, limbs elongated and thin like spider legs."
8"I could feel the breath of the thing on my neck—cold and smelling of damp earth."
9"The air changed instantly—cold, crisp, smelling of diesel and London rain."
88.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1335
adjectiveStacks2
stackExamples
0"sickly bruised purple, casting"
1"needle-thin transparent teeth."
adverbCount46
adverbRatio0.03445692883895131
lyAdverbCount15
lyAdverbRatio0.011235955056179775
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences183
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences183
mean7.68
std5.92
cv0.771
sampleLengths
011
118
217
32
415
527
66
713
85
94
1014
1111
1210
132
144
151
1614
1722
183
196
2016
2118
227
2337
243
2519
261
277
284
299
3025
314
324
334
3414
3517
367
375
385
395
4013
4112
423
433
4411
454
465
472
4811
4911
40.44% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats21
diversityRatio0.3114754098360656
totalSentences183
uniqueOpeners57
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount5
totalSentences149
matches
0"Then violent, jagged lines."
1"Everywhere, wildflowers bloomed with aggressive"
2"Just the swaying stalks of"
3"Then the right."
4"Much faster than me."
ratio0.034
34.77% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount69
totalSentences149
matches
0"It wasn't just a pulse"
1"I muttered, tucking the crimson"
2"I pushed through the dense"
3"It didn't fade; it was"
4"My boots sank into moss"
5"I checked my wrist, scratching"
6"I drew the heavy torch"
7"It was winter in London,"
8"I needed to find the"
9"I spun, beam of the"
10"My voice sounded flat, absorbed"
11"I killed the light."
12"I moved forward, stepping carefully"
13"I turned my head slowly."
14"It looked normal enough until"
15"They weren't knots."
16"They were eyes."
17"I forced my legs to"
18"My instinct, honed by years"
19"I found the clearing's center."
ratio0.463
50.60% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount122
totalSentences149
matches
0"The silver chain seared a"
1"It wasn't just a pulse"
2"I muttered, tucking the crimson"
3"I pushed through the dense"
4"The familiar hum of Richmond"
5"It didn't fade; it was"
6"This wasn't the park anymore."
7"This was the Grove."
8"My boots sank into moss"
9"I checked my wrist, scratching"
10"The cheap digital watch I"
11"I drew the heavy torch"
12"The moon above was wrong—too"
13"Foxgloves the size of toddlers,"
14"It was winter in London,"
15"I needed to find the"
16"Yu-Fei had been specific: *Look"
17"A twig snapped."
18"I spun, beam of the"
19"My voice sounded flat, absorbed"
ratio0.819
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences149
matches(empty)
ratio0
61.99% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences53
technicalSentenceCount6
matches
0"My boots sank into moss that felt far too warm, yielding like flesh underfoot."
1"The moon above was wrong—too large, tinged with a sickly bruised purple, casting shadows that stretched long and sharp across the clearing."
2"Foxgloves the size of toddlers, expansive carpets of bluebells that shimmered with their own bioluminescent malice."
3"Yu-Fei had been specific: *Look for the Weeping Willow that bleeds.* It sounded like poetic nonsense, the kind of riddle Dad would have loved, but in the Fae-to…"
4"I stumbled back, clutching the box, my heart hammering against my ribs."
5"Where the features should have been, the skin was smooth, blank, like an unformed lump of clay, save for a single, vertical slit that opened to reveal rows of n…"
83.33% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags12
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"I said, the words trembling"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags9
fancyCount6
fancyTags
0"I muttered (mutter)"
1"I whispered (whisper)"
2"I hissed (hiss)"
3"I lied (lie)"
4"I screamed back (scream)"
5"a voice whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences26
tagDensity0.346
leniency0.692
rawRatio0.667
effectiveRatio0.462
78.6559%