Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTYWCFSCM9EGT4DTQQVEVRR

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Duration:
50.0s
Cost:
$0.053242
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
Mud sucked at my Docs with a wet, flatulent sound that seemed obscenely loud in the silence. I yanked my left foot free, nearly losing my balance on a slick patch of moss, and cursed. "Brilliant, Rory. Absolutely text-book entry." My voice didn't echo. It fell dead against the wall of ancient oaks, swallowed instantly by the moss and the mist. I clicked the torch on. The beam cut a jagged line through the gloom of Richmond Park, illuminating gnarled roots that looked uncomfortably like grasping fingers. I wasn't supposed to be here. Not this deep. Not past the markers. The silver chain around my neck grew hot. I pulled the collar of my jacket aside. The Heartstone Pendant sat against my sternum, glowing with a faint, arterial crimson light. It pulsed. *Thump-thump.* A second heartbeat, slightly out of sync with my own. "Alright," I whispered, adjusting the strap of my messenger bag. "You want me here. I'm here. Now stop burning a hole in my chest." The pendant didn't listen. It flared brighter. Technically, the park closed hours ago. The deer were supposed to be sleeping, the cyclists gone, the gates locked. But the gap in the fence near the Roehampton gate didn't care about council hours, and neither did the thing calling out to the artifact around my neck. I pushed forward. The air temperature dropped ten degrees in a single step. Ahead, the boundary stood. Two ancient oak standing stones, twisted by centuries of wind and rot, leaned toward each other like conspirators whispering secrets. The bark looked grey, almost petrified. Between them, the air shimmered, oily and thick. The Fae Grove. I stepped through. The transition wasn't like in the films. There was no magical *woosh*, no sparkle. Just a sudden, crushing pressure in the ears, like descending too fast in a plane. The smell hit next—oversweet, cloying, like lilies left too long on a grave. I swept the torch arc across the clearing. "Jesus." Wildflowers. Thousands of them. Bluebells, foxgloves, poppies. They carpeted the ground in a riot of colour that had no business existing in a London November. They didn't move in the wind because there was no wind here. They stood perfectly, unnervingly still. I checked my watch. The second hand twitched, shuddered, and began to tick backward. "Time moves differently," I muttered, reciting the lore I’d scraped together from dusty tomes and evasive contacts. "Minutes are days. Hours are years." I tapped the glass face of the watch. The hand stopped completely. "Or time just gives up. That works too." The pendant gave a sharp jolt of heat, stinging my skin like a wasp. I hissed and grabbed the gemstone. It felt feverish. Beeping from my pocket broke the silence. I froze. It was a digital, jagged noise. My phone. I pulled it out. No signal, obviously. But the screen was lit up, scrolling through my contacts list at a blurring speed. *Abbie. Dad. Eva. Golden Empress. Silas.* It cycled faster and faster, a strobe light of names, before cutting to black. "Okay," I said, my grip tightening on the torch. "Point taken. No phoning home." A twig snapped. It wasn't a small sound. It was the crack of thick, wet wood giving way under significant weight. I swung the torch toward the tree line. The beam illuminated only the pale, ghostly trunks of silver birches and the impossible carpet of flowers. "Hello?" Silence. Not the quiet of an empty room, but the held breath of a predator waiting for the prey to look the wrong way. "I know you're there," I lied. My voice sounded thin. "I have the key. If you want it, stop lurking." Nothing. I took a step back, my boot crushing a cluster of poppies. They bled a thick, dark sap that looked too much like blood. Another sound drifted from the darkness. A soft, wet dragging noise. *Shhh-thump. Shhh-thump.* Like meat being hauled over dry leaves. "Right. Visiting hours are over." I turned to leave. The standing stones were gone. Where the two twisted oaks had been, there was only a dense, impenetrable wall of briar and thorn. The grey lattice of spikes reached ten feet high, woven together so tightly a rat couldn't squeeze through. My heart hammered against my ribs, finally syncing with the frantic pulsing of the pendant. "Clever," I said to the empty clearing. "Very architectural." I swept the light around in a panic. The clearing had shrunk. The trees were closer than they had been a minute ago. I was sure of it. The weeping willow on the far side was now looming five yards closer, its drooping branches brushing the tops of the flowers. The dragging sound stopped. A low, vibrating hum began to emanate from the ground. It rattled my teeth. The flowers around my feet began to turn. Their heads, previously facing up toward the invisible moon, twisted on their stalks. They were facing me. *Show, don't tell,* I thought hysterically. *Show me the monster, don't just act like a haunted greenhouse.* As if obeying the thought, a shape detached itself from the shadows of the willow. It stood on two legs, but the knees bent backward. It was tall, impossibly thin, its skin the colour of wet slate. It wore no clothes, but shadows clung to it like rags. It had no face—just a smooth, blank surface where eyes and a mouth should be. Except for the scar. A crescent-shaped gouge on its left wrist. I stared at my own hand. The small, white mark from where I’d fallen through a glass door when I was seven. The thing raised its left hand. It mimicked my posture perfectly. "rory," it wheezed. It wasn't a voice. It was the sound of wind whistling through a cracked window pane, shaped into syllables. My stomach dropped to the soles of my boots. "That's my name," I said, backing away until the thorns of the new barrier pricked my jacket. "Don't wear it out." The creature took a step. *Shhh-thump.* Its foot was a hoof, cloven and wet. "come... home..." The pendant burned so hot I smelled singing fabric. I ripped the chain off, throwing the artifact into the flowers. The red gemstone blazed in the grass like a flare. The creature didn't look at the stone. It tilted its blank face at me. "wrong... way..." It lunged. I didn't think. I threw the heavy mag-lite torch straight at its head and scrambled sideways, diving into the dirt. The heavy metal tube struck the creature with a wet *thud*, but it didn't even stumble. It dissolved into smoke on impact and reformed instantly, three feet closer. I scrambled up, mud slicking my hands. The briar wall. The thorns were hideous, three-inch needles of black wood, but through the gaps, I could see the dull, grey shapes of the standing stones. It was an illusion. A glamour. "Screw this," I yelled. I threw my weight against the thorns. They didn't break. They bit. Sharp points tore through denim and canvas, sinking into my shoulder, my thigh. Pain flared, white–hot and immediate. I cried out but shoved harder, feeling the warm trickle of blood running down my arm. The creature was right behind me. I could feel the cold radiating off it, a freezer door left open in summer. "rory..." It sounded like my father now. Disappointed. Tired. I squeezed my eyes shut and pushed. The barrier gave way with a sickening snap of dry wood. I tumbled out onto the wet grass of Richmond Park. The silence of the Grove vanished, replaced by the distant roar of a jet engine overhead and the hum of traffic on the A3. Cold wind—real wind—slapped my face. I scrambled to my feet, gasping, checking my limbs. Cuts. Bruises. But I was whole. I spun around to face the stones. They were just trees again. Silent. Dormant. The space between them was empty darkness. I patted my chest. Gone. The pendant was still in the flowers. "Dammit." I took a step toward the stones, intending to grab it. To go back. A hand clamped onto my shoulder. It was heavy. Solid. Frigidly cold. I froze. I hadn't heard anyone approach. The leaves hadn't crunched. The mud hadn't sucked. "Drop the bag, love," a voice whispered in my ear. It was thick, guttural, and smelled of copper and rubbing alcohol. "And don't turn around." A blade pressed against the side of my neck. Not a glamour. Cold steel. Behind the man holding me, deep in the darkness between the stones, a red light blinked ON. Then OFF. Then ON. The creature was watching. And it wasn't alone anymore. "I said," the mugger hissed, digging the knife in until a droplet of blood ran down my collarbone, "drop the bag." I laughed. A sharp, hysterical bark of a sound. "You have no idea," I whispered, staring into the darkness between the trees, "how much trouble you're in." Something grey and gangly stepped out of the tree line, right behind the mugger. It raised a hand that ended in a crescent scar. I closed my eyes.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags11
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences27
tagDensity0.407
leniency0.815
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
80.48% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1537
totalAiIsmAdverbs6
found
0
adverb"slightly"
count1
1
adverb"perfectly"
count2
2
adverb"completely"
count1
3
adverb"tightly"
count1
4
adverb"very"
count1
highlights
0"slightly"
1"perfectly"
2"completely"
3"tightly"
4"very"
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)
47.95% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1537
totalAiIsms16
found
0
word"silence"
count4
1
word"absolutely"
count1
2
word"echo"
count1
3
word"gloom"
count1
4
word"pulsed"
count1
5
word"shimmered"
count1
6
word"grave"
count1
7
word"weight"
count2
8
word"predator"
count1
9
word"looming"
count1
10
word"stomach"
count1
11
word"could feel"
count1
highlights
0"silence"
1"absolutely"
2"echo"
3"gloom"
4"pulsed"
5"shimmered"
6"grave"
7"weight"
8"predator"
9"looming"
10"stomach"
11"could feel"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"stomach dropped/sank"
count1
highlights
0"stomach dropped"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences185
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences185
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences201
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen28
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans8
markdownWords26
totalWords1527
ratio0.017
matches
0"Thump-thump."
1"woosh"
2"Abbie. Dad. Eva. Golden Empress. Silas."
3"Shhh-thump. Shhh-thump."
4"Show, don't tell,"
5"Show me the monster, don't just act like a haunted greenhouse."
6"Shhh-thump."
7"thud"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions13
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions15
wordCount1422
uniqueNames12
maxNameDensity0.14
worstName"Richmond"
maxWindowNameDensity0.5
worstWindowName"Richmond"
discoveredNames
Docs1
Richmond2
Park2
Heartstone1
Pendant1
Roehampton1
Fae1
Grove2
London1
November1
Empress1
Like1
persons
0"Pendant"
1"Like"
places
0"Richmond"
1"Park"
2"Roehampton"
3"Fae"
4"Grove"
5"London"
globalScore1
windowScore1
76.47% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences102
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"seemed obscenely loud in the silence"
1"As if obeying the thought, a shape detached itself from the shadows of the willow"
2"sounded like my father now"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.655
wordCount1527
matches
0"Not the quiet of an empty room, but the held breath of a predator waiting for the prey to look t"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences201
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs92
mean16.6
std13.47
cv0.812
sampleLengths
035
15
247
313
443
524
67
747
813
938
103
113
1242
138
141
1542
1614
1723
1812
198
2023
2139
226
2314
2414
253
2618
2725
281
2924
3020
311
3224
3320
345
354
365
3736
3815
399
4050
414
4235
434
4417
4515
4648
474
487
4922
97.68% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount4
totalSentences185
matches
0"were supposed"
1"was lit"
2"being hauled"
3"were gone"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs252
matches
0"were facing"
1"was watching"
86.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount5
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences4
totalSentences201
ratio0.02
matches
0"The smell hit next—oversweet, cloying, like lilies left too long on a grave."
1"It had no face—just a smooth, blank surface where eyes and a mouth should be."
2"Pain flared, white–hot and immediate."
3"Cold wind—real wind—slapped my face."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1431
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount48
adverbRatio0.033542976939203356
lyAdverbCount23
lyAdverbRatio0.01607267645003494
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences201
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences201
mean7.6
std5.68
cv0.748
sampleLengths
017
118
25
34
417
55
621
76
83
94
108
118
1214
132
1411
1510
1614
174
183
196
2013
2128
223
2310
244
2520
266
278
283
293
307
317
3215
3313
348
351
361
373
383
3918
4012
415
424
4310
4417
456
468
474
488
4914
50.08% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats21
diversityRatio0.36318407960199006
totalSentences201
uniqueOpeners73
43.57% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences153
matches
0"Technically, the park closed hours"
1"Just a sudden, crushing pressure"
ratio0.013
31.76% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount72
totalSentences153
matches
0"I yanked my left foot"
1"My voice didn't echo."
2"It fell dead against the"
3"I clicked the torch on."
4"I wasn't supposed to be"
5"I pulled the collar of"
6"I whispered, adjusting the strap"
7"It flared brighter."
8"I pushed forward."
9"I stepped through."
10"I swept the torch arc"
11"They carpeted the ground in"
12"They didn't move in the"
13"They stood perfectly, unnervingly still."
14"I checked my watch."
15"I muttered, reciting the lore"
16"I tapped the glass face"
17"I hissed and grabbed the"
18"It felt feverish."
19"It was a digital, jagged"
ratio0.471
48.24% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount126
totalSentences153
matches
0"Mud sucked at my Docs"
1"I yanked my left foot"
2"My voice didn't echo."
3"It fell dead against the"
4"I clicked the torch on."
5"The beam cut a jagged"
6"I wasn't supposed to be"
7"The silver chain around my"
8"I pulled the collar of"
9"The Heartstone Pendant sat against"
10"*Thump-thump.* A second heartbeat, slightly"
11"I whispered, adjusting the strap"
12"The pendant didn't listen."
13"It flared brighter."
14"The deer were supposed to"
15"I pushed forward."
16"The air temperature dropped ten"
17"The bark looked grey, almost"
18"The Fae Grove."
19"I stepped through."
ratio0.824
65.36% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount2
totalSentences153
matches
0"As if obeying the thought,"
1"To go back."
ratio0.013
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences55
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"Mud sucked at my Docs with a wet, flatulent sound that seemed obscenely loud in the silence."
1"The beam cut a jagged line through the gloom of Richmond Park, illuminating gnarled roots that looked uncomfortably like grasping fingers."
79.55% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags11
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"I said, my grip tightening on the torch"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags11
fancyCount8
fancyTags
0"I whispered (whisper)"
1"I muttered (mutter)"
2"I lied (lie)"
3"it wheezed (wheeze)"
4"I yelled (yell)"
5"a voice whispered (whisper)"
6"the mugger hissed (hiss)"
7"I whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences27
tagDensity0.407
leniency0.815
rawRatio0.727
effectiveRatio0.593
83.5713%