Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTYMPPS3H4NTW0B8JB8DQ8S

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Duration:
30.9s
Cost:
$0.007084
Provider:
Alibaba

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System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Literary Fiction genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4413" name="Silas Blackwood" aliases="Silas, Si, the Spymaster" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Mentor"> <eyeColor>hazel</eyeColor> <hair>grey-streaked auburn</hair> <height>6'1"</height> <age>58</age> <beard>neatly trimmed, matching his grey-streaked auburn hair</beard> <limp>slight limp in his left leg from an old knee injury</limp> <signetRing>silver signet ring, always worn on his right hand</signetRing> <description>Silas is a retired intelligence operative turned bar owner. He carries himself with quiet authority.</description> <backstory>Former MI6 field agent who retired after a botched operation in Prague left him with a permanent knee injury. He opened "The Raven's Nest" bar in Soho as a front for his network of contacts.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the literary fiction genre. Two old friends who haven't seen each other in years run into each other unexpectedly at a bar. One of them has changed significantly. Through their conversation and the tension between who they were and who they've become, reveal the weight of time and unspoken regret. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The glass shattered against the brickwork, spraying shards across the wet pavement just as Rory shoved through the heavy oak door of The Raven's Nest. She didn't look back at the shouting man in the alley, didn't check if her delivery bag had torn. She spun the lock with a sharp click and leaned her back against the wood, chest heaving. Copper stung her nostrils. Not blood, but the sharp, metallic tang of polished brass and stale beer that clung to this place like a second skin. The dim light caught the dust motes dancing above the bar, illuminating the rows of bottles that lined the shelves like silent soldiers. Old maps covered the walls, their yellowed edges curling slightly in the damp London air, pinned next to black-and-white photographs of faces long forgotten by the city outside. Rory smoothed her hair, tucking a stray strand of straight black behind her ear. Her left wrist throbbed where the crescent-shaped scar pulled tight against the skin. She scanned the room, expecting the usual Tuesday night lull, but the air felt different. Heavier. Charged. Silas stood behind the bar, polishing a tumbler with a cloth that looked older than she was. His grey-streaked auburn beard was neat as always, his hazel eyes fixed on something beyond the glass in his hand. He didn't look up when she entered, but his hand paused mid-wipe. "Late," he said. His voice carried that quiet authority that made grown men lower their voices instinctively. "Traffic," Rory lied, pushing off the door. She walked to the bar, her boots clicking on the worn floorboards. "And a customer who thought tipping meant grabbing my arse." Silas finally looked up. The corner of his mouth twitched, not quite a smile. "Did you correct his geography?" "Something like that." She hopped onto the usual stool, the leather creaking under her weight. "Gin. Neat." Silas reached for the bottle, his movements precise despite the slight limp that shifted his weight as he turned. He poured the clear liquid into a fresh glass, the silver signet ring on his right hand catching the low light. As he slid the drink toward her, his gaze lingered on her face longer than necessary. "You're staring," Rory said, lifting the glass. "You've changed." People always said that. It was the default greeting for anyone who hadn't been seen in a while. But coming from Silas, it felt like an assessment. A tactical evaluation. "Haven't we all?" She took a sip. The gin burned, clean and cold. "Five years will do that." "Five years, three months, and fourteen days," Silas corrected. He leaned against the back counter, crossing his arms. The fabric of his shirt stretched over shoulders that had lost none of their breadth. "Not that I was counting." Rory set the glass down harder than intended. "You always were terrible at letting things go, Si." "And you were always terrible at staying put." He studied her, his eyes tracing the lines of her face as if searching for the girl she used to be. The Rory who wore cardigans to university lectures and believed justice was something you found in law books, not alleyways. "Cardiff feels like a lifetime ago." "Cardiff feels like someone else's life." Rory traced the rim of her glass with her finger. "Why are we doing this? I came for a drink, not a post-mortem." "Because you ran in here like the hounds of hell were at your heels, and you haven't taken a breath since you sat down." Silas pushed off the counter and walked around to her side of the bar. He moved with a predator's grace, the limp barely noticeable unless you knew what to look for. "Who was in the alley?" "Some drunk. Doesn't matter." "It matters if he follows you inside." Silas tilted his head toward the door. "And it matters if he's not the first one this week." Rory stiffened. "You've been watching me?" "I watch everyone who walks through that door. It's what I do." He paused. "But yes. I've been watching you specifically. You look tired, Rory. Not the tired that comes from a double shift at the Golden Empress. The other kind." She stood up, the stool scraping loudly against the floor. "I'm fine. Just tired of people thinking they know what's best for me. First my parents, then Evan, and now you." The name hung in the air between them, toxic and heavy. Silas didn't flinch, but his eyes darkened. "Evan made his choice," Silas said softly. "And you made yours. Running to London, changing your name to Laila for six months, working delivery jobs when you could have called anyone in my contact list for something better." "I didn't want your help." "You wanted to prove you could survive without it." Silas stepped closer. The scent of old tobacco and sandalwood wrapped around him, a smell that triggered a cascade of memories she had worked hard to bury. Late nights in this very bar, planning things that never happened. Promises made over whiskey that dissolved with the morning light. "But survival isn't living, Aurora." She flinched at the use of her full name. Only he called her that anymore. Only he remembered the girl who wanted to be a barrister, who believed in systems and order and the rule of law. That girl felt like a stranger now, someone she read about in old diaries. "Don't," she warned, her voice low. "Don't pretend you care about my life choices. You disappeared for two years after Prague. No calls, no letters. Just a postcard from Barcelona saying you were 'finding yourself'." Silas's jaw tightened. The mention of Prague pulled the air from the room. It was the wound that never fully healed, the botched operation that cost him his career and left him with a leg that ached when it rained. "I was dealing with the fallout," he said, his voice rougher now. "Cleaning up messes that shouldn't have existed. Keeping people safe." "By abandoning them?" "By making sure they had somewhere to come back to." He gestured around the bar. "This place didn't open itself. Every contact, every favour, every safe house in this city exists because I spent those two years building a network. For people like you. For people who need a way out." Rory laughed, a sharp, bitter sound. "And what about the people who need a way in? Who want to fight instead of run?" "Fighting gets you killed." Silas's hand slammed onto the bar, making the glasses jump. "I learned that the hard way. You think you're different? That your bright blue eyes and quick thinking make you immune to bullets?" "I think I'm done hiding." She met his gaze, refusing to back down. "I'm done letting other people decide my path. My father wanted a lawyer, my ex wanted a doormat, and you want a protégé who follows orders. Well, guess what, Silas? I'm not any of those things anymore." The silence stretched between them, thick and uncomfortable. Outside, a siren wailed, cutting through the night before fading into the distance. The neon green sign above the entrance buzzed, casting an eerie glow across Silas's face. He looked older suddenly. The lines around his eyes deeper, the grey in his hair more pronounced. Time had been unkind to both of them, carving away pieces of who they used to be and leaving something harder in its place. "What happened tonight?" Silas asked again, his voice quieter now. "Really." Rory hesitated. She could lie. She could finish her drink and walk out, pretend this conversation never happened. But the weight of five years pressed down on her, and the truth felt like the only thing solid enough to stand on. "I delivered to an address in Shoreditch," she said slowly. "Flat 4B. The name on the order was Evan." Silas went very still. "And?" "And he wasn't alone. There were men there. Men I recognised from before. From his old crowd." She took a deep breath, the memory making her hands shake. "They saw me. They know I'm in London. They know where I work." Silas's expression shifted from concern to calculation in an instant. The mentor was gone, replaced by the spymaster who had navigated the darkest corners of Europe. "How many?" "Three. Maybe four. They didn't chase me, but they didn't need to. They let me see them. It was a message." "A message that you're not as hidden as you thought." Silas moved quickly, limping toward the back of the bar. He reached for a panel hidden behind a stack of crates, his fingers finding the catch with practiced ease. "Get your things. We're leaving." "I'm not running again, Silas." "This isn't running. It's tactical repositioning." He pulled open a small compartment and retrieved a black duffel bag. "Evan's crowd doesn't send warnings. They send scouts. The real threat comes later." A heavy thud echoed against the front door. Then another. Not a knock, but a deliberate strike, testing the wood. Rory froze, her eyes darting to the entrance. The shadows beneath the door seemed to shift, blocking out the faint streetlight from outside. Silas cursed under his breath, shoving the duffel bag into her hands. "Back room. Now." "I'm not hiding in your secret closet while you play hero," Rory snapped, clutching the bag. The doorknob jiggled, then stopped. A voice called out, muffled but clear through the thick oak. "We know she's in there, Silas. Open up, or we burn the whole nest down." Silas looked at Rory, his hazel eyes hard as flint. He reached under the bar and pulled out a heavy revolver, checking the chamber with a metallic click. "Change of plans," he said. "Stay behind me. And don't miss." The lock began to turn.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
38.71% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags25
adverbTagCount5
adverbTags
0"Silas said softly [softly]"
1"He gestured around [around]"
2"Silas asked again [again]"
3"she said slowly [slowly]"
4"Silas moved quickly [quickly]"
dialogueSentences62
tagDensity0.403
leniency0.806
rawRatio0.2
effectiveRatio0.161
75.68% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1645
totalAiIsmAdverbs8
found
0
adverb"slightly"
count1
1
adverb"softly"
count1
2
adverb"very"
count2
3
adverb"suddenly"
count1
4
adverb"really"
count1
5
adverb"slowly"
count1
6
adverb"quickly"
count1
highlights
0"slightly"
1"softly"
2"very"
3"suddenly"
4"really"
5"slowly"
6"quickly"
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)
54.41% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1645
totalAiIsms15
found
0
word"shattered"
count1
1
word"dancing"
count1
2
word"throbbed"
count1
3
word"scanned"
count1
4
word"charged"
count1
5
word"weight"
count3
6
word"tracing"
count1
7
word"traced"
count1
8
word"predator"
count1
9
word"silence"
count1
10
word"navigated"
count1
11
word"practiced ease"
count1
12
word"echoed"
count1
highlights
0"shattered"
1"dancing"
2"throbbed"
3"scanned"
4"charged"
5"weight"
6"tracing"
7"traced"
8"predator"
9"silence"
10"navigated"
11"practiced ease"
12"echoed"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"hung in the air"
count1
highlights
0"hung in the air"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences97
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences97
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
1"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences134
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen38
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1639
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions13
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
50.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions39
wordCount1050
uniqueNames9
maxNameDensity1.81
worstName"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Silas"
discoveredNames
Rory13
Raven1
Nest1
London1
Tuesday1
Silas19
People1
Prague1
Europe1
persons
0"Rory"
1"Raven"
2"Silas"
3"People"
places
0"London"
1"Prague"
2"Europe"
globalScore0.595
windowScore0.5
0.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences70
glossingSentenceCount5
matches
0"not quite a smile"
1"felt like an assessment"
2"as if searching for the girl she used to be"
3"felt like a stranger now, someone she r"
4"felt like the only thing solid enough t"
77.97% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches2
per1kWords1.22
wordCount1639
matches
0"Not blood, but the sharp, metallic tang of polished brass"
1"Not a knock, but a deliberate strike, testing the wood"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences134
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs58
mean28.26
std17.93
cv0.635
sampleLengths
061
177
244
349
417
529
619
717
856
97
102
1130
1218
1338
1417
1555
1629
1760
184
1925
206
2141
2231
2318
2438
255
2662
2751
2835
2940
3022
313
3251
3323
3437
3550
3636
3741
3811
3941
4019
415
4241
4326
442
4521
4644
475
4831
4920
98.03% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences97
matches
0"been seen"
1"was gone"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs193
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences134
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1055
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"straight black behind her"
adverbCount33
adverbRatio0.031279620853080566
lyAdverbCount13
lyAdverbRatio0.012322274881516588
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences134
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences134
mean12.23
std8.09
cv0.661
sampleLengths
025
119
217
34
422
523
628
714
813
915
101
111
1217
1320
1412
153
1614
177
1812
1910
204
2110
225
2315
242
2519
2621
2716
287
292
304
3114
329
333
347
356
365
379
389
3915
405
418
429
4329
4420
456
4616
4713
4838
4917
60.20% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats11
diversityRatio0.41044776119402987
totalSentences134
uniqueOpeners55
75.76% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences88
matches
0"Only he called her that"
1"Only he remembered the girl"
ratio0.023
83.64% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount30
totalSentences88
matches
0"She didn't look back at"
1"She spun the lock with"
2"Her left wrist throbbed where"
3"She scanned the room, expecting"
4"His grey-streaked auburn beard was"
5"He didn't look up when"
6"His voice carried that quiet"
7"She walked to the bar,"
8"She hopped onto the usual"
9"He poured the clear liquid"
10"It was the default greeting"
11"She took a sip"
12"He leaned against the back"
13"He studied her, his eyes"
14"He moved with a predator's"
15"She stood up, the stool"
16"She flinched at the use"
17"she warned, her voice low"
18"It was the wound that"
19"he said, his voice rougher"
ratio0.341
16.82% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount78
totalSentences88
matches
0"The glass shattered against the"
1"She didn't look back at"
2"She spun the lock with"
3"Copper stung her nostrils."
4"The dim light caught the"
5"Rory smoothed her hair, tucking"
6"Her left wrist throbbed where"
7"She scanned the room, expecting"
8"Silas stood behind the bar,"
9"His grey-streaked auburn beard was"
10"He didn't look up when"
11"His voice carried that quiet"
12"Rory lied, pushing off the"
13"She walked to the bar,"
14"Silas finally looked up."
15"The corner of his mouth"
16"She hopped onto the usual"
17"Silas reached for the bottle,"
18"He poured the clear liquid"
19"Rory said, lifting the glass"
ratio0.886
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences88
matches(empty)
ratio0
49.69% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences46
technicalSentenceCount6
matches
0"Not blood, but the sharp, metallic tang of polished brass and stale beer that clung to this place like a second skin."
1"The dim light caught the dust motes dancing above the bar, illuminating the rows of bottles that lined the shelves like silent soldiers."
2"Silas stood behind the bar, polishing a tumbler with a cloth that looked older than she was."
3"His voice carried that quiet authority that made grown men lower their voices instinctively."
4"The fabric of his shirt stretched over shoulders that had lost none of their breadth."
5"The Rory who wore cardigans to university lectures and believed justice was something you found in law books, not alleyways."
5.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags25
uselessAdditionCount6
matches
0"She hopped, the leather creaking under her weight"
1"she warned, her voice low"
2"he said, his voice rougher now"
3"She met, refusing to back down"
4"Silas asked again, his voice quieter now"
5"She took, the memory making her hands shake"
85.48% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags11
fancyCount4
fancyTags
0"Rory lied (lie)"
1"Silas corrected (correct)"
2"she warned (warn)"
3"Rory snapped (snap)"
dialogueSentences62
tagDensity0.177
leniency0.355
rawRatio0.364
effectiveRatio0.129
75.5129%