Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTYZ2JBD73QETRAR75BSEP4

Run Details

Duration:
46.3s
Cost:
$0.051598
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 trainers with a wet, greedy sound. I yanked my foot free, nearly leaving the shoe behind in the boggy earth of Richmond Park. "Brilliant," I muttered. "Absolutely brilliant, Rory." My breath puffed out in white clouds, vanishing instantly into the ink-black night. The cold bit through my denim jacket, sharp and insistent, but it wasn't the temperature that made the hair on my arms stand up. It was the silence. London never sleeps. Even in the dead of night, the city hums—a low-frequency vibration of traffic, distant sirens, and eight million people breathing. But here, past the frantic perimeter road and deep into the treeline, the hum had been severed. No distant rumble of the flight path to Heathrow. No muffled roar of the A3. Just the wet thud of my own heart and the squelch of soaked Adidas. I checked my phone. No signal. The battery icon flickered from forty percent to ten, then back to forty. "Just like Eva said," I whispered. *Tech hates the ley lines.* Or whatever nonsense she’d spouted over cheap wine last night. I adjusted the strap of my messenger bag, habit from three years of hauling takeaway for the Golden Empress, and touched the silver chain around my neck. The Heartstone Pendant sat against my sternum, no bigger than a thumbnail, yet heavy. It pulsed. Not a vibration, but a heat, like a fever breaking against my skin. *Left at the twisted birch. Through the fern bank. Look for the King’s Oaks.* I pushed through a cluster of bracken that reached my waist. The ferns were dead, brown and brittle, snapping like dry bones against my jeans. October in England was miserable business. Then the heat at my throat spiked. The pendant flared with an inner, crimson glow, casting a bloody light on the path ahead. There they were. Three ancient oak standing stones, though calling them stones felt like a lie. They were petrified wood, fossilized eons ago, thick as cars and rising ten feet into the gloom. They stood in a perfect triangle, marking a boundary that my rational, Pre-Law brain insisted shouldn't exist. The air between them shimmered, oily and thick. "Right." I rubbed the crescent-shaped scar on my left wrist, a nervous tic I thought I’d abandoned at university. "In and out. Find the marker. Leave." I stepped through the gap between the oaks. The world tilted. My ears popped, a violent pressure change that tasted like copper. I stumbled, catching myself on the nearest tree trunk. The bark felt warm. Pulsing. I looked up. Gone was the biting October wind. Gone were the brown, skeletal ferns. The clearing ahead—the Fae Grove, as the handwritten notes in my pocket claimed—was lush, verdant, and utterly wrong. Wildflowers rioted across the grass in a carpet of impossible colours: bruised purples, screaming yellows, and a red so deep it looked black in the shadows. The scent hit me like a physical blow—cloying honeysuckle, rot, and oversized lilies. It smelled like a funeral home in August. "Okay," I breathed. The air was heavy, humid. "Okay." I checked my watch. The second hand on the old analog face wasn't ticking. It was vibrating back and forth, stuck between the four and the five. *Tick-tick-tick-tick.* Fast. Like the chatter of teeth. I moved deeper into the clearing. The silence here wasn't empty; it was heavy, pressing against my eardrums. It felt expectant. The instructions were specific. *Center of the grove. Stone altar. Take the rubbing. Don't touch the offerings.* I saw the altar ahead, a slab of grey granite nearly swallowed by vines with thorns the size of darning needles. I approached slowly, my boots sinking into moss that felt too soft, too plush. Like walking on flesh. A snap echoed to my left. I froze. My hand went to the pepper spray in my jacket pocket—a parting gift from my dad before I left Cardiff. "Hello?" The word died in the thick air, swallowed instantly. Nothing moved. Just the looming shapes of the trees at the edge of the clearing. But the trees… they looked different now. Closer. I pulled the charcoal stick and parchment from my bag. My hands shook. *Get a grip, Carter.* I slapped the paper against the stone surface, careful to avoid the little piles of items scattered on top: a rusty iron key, a pile of small white bones—birds, maybe—and a single, perfect red apple that looked wet. I scrubbed the charcoal over the paper, taking the impression of the carvings beneath. Spirals. Knots. Things that hurt the eyes if you stared too long. *Rustle.* To my right this time. Closer. I stopped scrubbing. The silence rushed back in, louder than before. Something was circling me. "I know you're there," I lied, my voice steady despite the adrenaline flooding my veins. I used my 'customer dispute' voice. Firm. No nonsense. "I'm just leaving." I shoved the parchment into my bag and backed away from the altar. The pendant at my throat burned hot enough to blister. I turned toward the gap in the petrified oaks, the way I came. The gap was gone. Where the three ancient markers had stood, a solid wall of brambles now wove together, thick and impassable. The thorns dripped a dark, viscous liquid. Panic, cold and sharp, tried to seize my throat. I swallowed it down. *Panic gets you killed.* Panic was for people who didn't know how to navigate London back alleys at 2 a.m. I scanned the perimeter. The wildflowers seemed taller now, reaching for my knees. The sweet smell ripened into something sour. MOVEMENT. Directly across the clearing. A shadow detached itself from the tree line. It was humanoid, tall, and painfully thin. Its limbs were too long, possessing too many joints. It didn't walk; it flowed, drifting over the wildflowers without bending them. I scrambled backward, my heel catching on a root. I went down hard, the breath knocked out of me. The figure stopped. It had no face. Just a smooth, pale surface where features should be. Then, it spoke. "Roooooory," it crooned. It wasn't a voice. It was *my* voice. It was a perfect recording of me speaking, played back on a warped tape deck. "Rooooory. Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant." It tilted its head, the neck snapping with a wet crack. I scrambled up, dirt under my fingernails, and sprinted. Not toward the brambles—that was a trap—but toward the only gap in the tree line I could see, a narrow fissure of darkness to the west. My footsteps thundered on the moss. Into the darkness. Into the trees. Behind me, a dozen other voices joined the chorus, overlapping, mimicking the sound of my own terror. "Rory. Rory. Rory." Then, the heavy, rhythmic thud of pursuit began. It wasn't running. It was galloping. I didn't look back. I crashed through the undergrowth, branches whipping my face, drawing blood. The pendant seared against my skin, a warning siren pressed against my flesh. The path ahead ended in a drop. A ravine. I skidded to a halt, pebbles cascading over the edge into blackness. The galloping stopped. Silence returned, heavier than before. I turned slowly. The trees parted. The figure stood ten feet away. It was wearing my delivery jacket. The Golden Empress logo shone dull gold in the gloom. It raised a hand—my hand, with the crescent scar on the wrist—and pointed a finger at the center of its smooth, blank face. The skin there split open. A vertical mouth, lined with needle-teeth. "Order up," it whispered. I jumped.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags9
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences14
tagDensity0.643
leniency1
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
88.25% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1277
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"utterly"
count1
1
adverb"slowly"
count2
highlights
0"utterly"
1"slowly"
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)
13.86% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1277
totalAiIsms22
found
0
word"absolutely"
count2
1
word"silence"
count4
2
word"flickered"
count1
3
word"pulsed"
count1
4
word"gloom"
count2
5
word"perfect"
count3
6
word"shimmered"
count1
7
word"echoed"
count1
8
word"looming"
count1
9
word"navigate"
count1
10
word"scanned"
count1
11
word"footsteps"
count1
12
word"thundered"
count1
13
word"rhythmic"
count1
14
word"cascading"
count1
highlights
0"absolutely"
1"silence"
2"flickered"
3"pulsed"
4"gloom"
5"perfect"
6"shimmered"
7"echoed"
8"looming"
9"navigate"
10"scanned"
11"footsteps"
12"thundered"
13"rhythmic"
14"cascading"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences148
matches
0"was miserable"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences148
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"tried to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences154
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen44
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans8
markdownWords43
totalWords1262
ratio0.034
matches
0"Tech hates the ley lines."
1"Left at the twisted birch. Through the fern bank. Look for the King’s Oaks."
2"Tick-tick-tick-tick."
3"Center of the grove. Stone altar. Take the rubbing. Don't touch the offerings."
4"Get a grip, Carter."
5"Rustle."
6"Panic gets you killed."
7"my"
89.29% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions7
unquotedAttributions1
matches
0"Then, it spoke."
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions26
wordCount1223
uniqueNames20
maxNameDensity0.25
worstName"Panic"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Panic"
discoveredNames
Richmond1
Park1
Heathrow1
Adidas1
Golden2
Empress2
Heartstone1
Pendant1
King1
England1
Pre-Law1
October2
Fae1
Grove1
August1
Fast1
Cardiff1
Firm1
Panic3
London2
persons
0"Pendant"
1"King"
2"Panic"
places
0"Richmond"
1"Park"
2"Heathrow"
3"England"
4"Fae"
5"Grove"
6"August"
7"Cardiff"
8"London"
globalScore1
windowScore1
26.54% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences81
glossingSentenceCount4
matches
0"felt like a lie"
1"tasted like copper"
2"smelled like a funeral home in August"
3"seemed taller now, reaching for my knees"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.792
wordCount1262
matches
0"Not a vibration, but a heat, like a fever breaking against my skin"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences154
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs67
mean18.84
std15.41
cv0.818
sampleLengths
027
16
241
369
419
521
656
714
831
923
103
1147
128
1326
148
153
1625
173
1830
1947
209
2134
2221
2317
2439
256
2622
2710
2823
2955
3026
311
326
3311
344
3527
3613
3710
3813
394
4025
4133
4220
431
4440
4519
4616
473
483
4923
98.15% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount3
totalSentences148
matches
0"been severed"
1"were petrified"
2"was gone"
1.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount6
totalVerbs201
matches
0"wasn't ticking"
1"was vibrating"
2"was circling"
3"wasn't running"
4"was galloping"
5"was wearing"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount11
semicolonCount2
flaggedSentences9
totalSentences154
ratio0.058
matches
0"Even in the dead of night, the city hums—a low-frequency vibration of traffic, distant sirens, and eight million people breathing."
1"The clearing ahead—the Fae Grove, as the handwritten notes in my pocket claimed—was lush, verdant, and utterly wrong."
2"The scent hit me like a physical blow—cloying honeysuckle, rot, and oversized lilies."
3"The silence here wasn't empty; it was heavy, pressing against my eardrums."
4"My hand went to the pepper spray in my jacket pocket—a parting gift from my dad before I left Cardiff."
5"*Get a grip, Carter.* I slapped the paper against the stone surface, careful to avoid the little piles of items scattered on top: a rusty iron key, a pile of small white bones—birds, maybe—and a single, perfect red apple that looked wet."
6"It didn't walk; it flowed, drifting over the wildflowers without bending them."
7"Not toward the brambles—that was a trap—but toward the only gap in the tree line I could see, a narrow fissure of darkness to the west."
8"It raised a hand—my hand, with the crescent scar on the wrist—and pointed a finger at the center of its smooth, blank face."
88.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount801
adjectiveStacks2
stackExamples
0"heavy, pressing against my"
1"single, perfect red apple"
adverbCount23
adverbRatio0.02871410736579276
lyAdverbCount8
lyAdverbRatio0.009987515605493134
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences154
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences154
mean8.19
std6.52
cv0.796
sampleLengths
010
117
23
33
413
524
64
73
820
917
109
116
1214
134
142
1513
166
1715
1827
1914
202
2113
225
234
245
2511
2614
276
287
2916
303
3113
3217
3317
348
3519
367
378
383
3911
409
414
421
433
446
456
4618
4726
4813
498
53.03% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats15
diversityRatio0.37662337662337664
totalSentences154
uniqueOpeners58
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount7
totalSentences126
matches
0"Just the wet thud of"
1"Then the heat at my"
2"Just the looming shapes of"
3"Directly across the clearing."
4"Just a smooth, pale surface"
5"Then, it spoke."
6"Then, the heavy, rhythmic thud"
ratio0.056
54.92% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount52
totalSentences126
matches
0"I yanked my foot free,"
1"My breath puffed out in"
2"It was the silence."
3"I checked my phone."
4"I adjusted the strap of"
5"I pushed through a cluster"
6"They were petrified wood, fossilized"
7"They stood in a perfect"
8"I rubbed the crescent-shaped scar"
9"I stepped through the gap"
10"My ears popped, a violent"
11"I stumbled, catching myself on"
12"I looked up."
13"It smelled like a funeral"
14"I checked my watch."
15"It was vibrating back and"
16"I moved deeper into the"
17"It felt expectant."
18"I saw the altar ahead,"
19"I approached slowly, my boots"
ratio0.413
86.98% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount94
totalSentences126
matches
0"Mud sucked at my trainers"
1"I yanked my foot free,"
2"My breath puffed out in"
3"The cold bit through my"
4"It was the silence."
5"London never sleeps."
6"I checked my phone."
7"The battery icon flickered from"
8"*Tech hates the ley lines.*"
9"I adjusted the strap of"
10"The Heartstone Pendant sat against"
11"I pushed through a cluster"
12"The ferns were dead, brown"
13"October in England was miserable"
14"The pendant flared with an"
15"They were petrified wood, fossilized"
16"They stood in a perfect"
17"The air between them shimmered,"
18"I rubbed the crescent-shaped scar"
19"I stepped through the gap"
ratio0.746
79.37% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount2
totalSentences126
matches
0"Even in the dead of"
1"To my right this time."
ratio0.016
69.97% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences49
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"The cold bit through my denim jacket, sharp and insistent, but it wasn't the temperature that made the hair on my arms stand up."
1"I pushed through a cluster of bracken that reached my waist."
2"My ears popped, a violent pressure change that tasted like copper."
3"*Get a grip, Carter.* I slapped the paper against the stone surface, careful to avoid the little piles of items scattered on top: a rusty iron key, a pile of sm…"
4"I crashed through the undergrowth, branches whipping my face, drawing blood."
69.44% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags9
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"I lied, my voice steady despite the adrenaline flooding my veins"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags5
fancyCount5
fancyTags
0"I muttered (mutter)"
1"I whispered (whisper)"
2"I breathed (breathe)"
3"I lied (lie)"
4"it whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences14
tagDensity0.357
leniency0.714
rawRatio1
effectiveRatio0.714
77.2935%