Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTYZM8NAFHHDHWF6V6QFZQ7

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Duration:
20.0s
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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 inches from Rory's left ear. She didn't flinch, didn't even break her stride as she kicked the door to The Raven's Nest open. The distinctive green neon sign buzzed overhead, casting a sickly pallor over her straight shoulder-length black hair. Inside, the air hung thick with the scent of stale ale, lemon polish, and something metallic that prickled the back of her throat. She dropped the Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress delivery bag onto the nearest sticky table. Steam curled from the plastic handles. The bar was empty save for the man behind the counter. Silas Blackwood wiped a tumbler with a rag that looked cleaner than the rest of the establishment. His grey-streaked auburn beard caught the low light as he looked up, hazel eyes narrowing behind the rim of his spectacles. "You're late," Silas said. His voice carried that quiet authority that made grown men check their pockets for stolen goods. "And you bring trouble to my doorstep." Rory brushed a shard of glass from her jacket lapel. "Traffic in Soho is a nightmare. Also, someone took exception to my shortcut through the alley." "Your shortcuts usually involve breaking at least three laws of physics and one law of man." Silas set the glass down. The limp in his left leg became apparent as he moved around the bar, favouring the old knee injury from Prague. He reached for a bottle of whiskey, the silver signet ring on his right hand glinting. "Who was it?" "Does it matter? They're eating pavement now." Rory slid onto a stool, the leather cool through her jeans. "I need a drink. Something that burns." "We have rules about drinking on the job, Aurora." "Call me Rory. Aurora sounds like my mother when she's about to lecture me on the bar exam." She watched his hands. Steady. Precise. The hands of a man who had once dismantled bombs or strangled men in dark rooms. Now they poured amber liquid into a crystal tumbler. "Besides, I'm off the clock. Technically." Silas slid the glass across the polished wood. "Technically you are still employed by Yu-Fei. And technically, I am still retired." "Retired?" Rory let out a short, sharp laugh. She wrapped her fingers around the glass, feeling the warmth seep into her palm. "You run a spy shop disguised as a pub. There is no retirement for people like us." "People like us?" Silas leaned against the back counter, crossing his arms. The maps on the walls seemed to lean in, old black-and-white photographs of forgotten conflicts watching from the shadows. "You were a law student six months ago. You wanted to save the world through litigation. Now you deliver wonton noodles and break kneecaps in alleyways." "The world doesn't need saving through litigation, Silas. It needs a swift kick." She took a sip. The whiskey bit hard, exactly as promised. "Eva told you about Evan?" "She told me you vanished. Left Cardiff. Left your father's expectations in the dust." Silas picked up a fresh rag and began polishing an already spotless section of the bar. "She didn't mention the violence. Until today." "It wasn't violence until tonight. Tonight was... clarification." Rory traced the rim of her glass. The small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist caught the light. A childhood accident, or so the story went. In reality, it was the first time she realised pain could be a tool. "I'm not that girl anymore. The one who cried in the library over case studies." "No. You are not." Silas stopped polishing. He looked at her, really looked at her, seeing the bright blue eyes that had lost their innocent sparkle, replaced by a cold, calculating hardness. "You have his eyes now." "Whose?" "The man I trained in Berlin. Before he went rogue. Before he burned half of Munich to the ground." Silas walked around the bar, the slight drag of his left foot echoing on the floorboards. He stopped inches from her. "You think you are playing a game, Rory. But the board is larger than you know, and the pieces are sharper." "I can handle myself." "Can you?" Silas reached out, his fingers hovering near her wrist, then pulling back. "You fled here. You hid above my bar. You took a job delivering food. That is not handling yourself. That is hiding." "It's surviving." "Surviving is staying alive. Thriving is controlling the narrative." Silas turned away, limping toward the bookshelf at the back of the room. He ran a hand along the spines of dusty encyclopaedias. With a click, a section swung inward. The secret room. "Come here." Rory hesitated. The smell of old paper and gun oil drifted from the darkness beyond the bookshelf. She slid off the stool and followed him. The hidden room was smaller than the main bar, lit by a single desk lamp. A map of London covered the table, marked with red pins and crossed-out streets. "Recognise this?" Silas pointed to a cluster of pins near the金丝雀 Wharf. "Container yards," Rory said. "Smuggling route?" "Human trafficking. Eastern European syndicate. They moved three women through Cardiff last week. Your father's constituency." Silas tapped the map. "Your father knows. He looks the other way. Political expediency." Rory felt a cold knot tighten in her stomach. "That's a lie." "Is it?" Silas pulled a file from a drawer and tossed it onto the table. Photographs spilled out. Grainy shots of men in suits shaking hands with known criminals. One of the suits was Brendan Carter. "He thinks he is protecting his career. He is protecting monsters." Rory stared at the照片. Her father's face, smiling, clinking glasses with a man whose face was blurred but whose posture screamed danger. The whiskey churned in her gut. "Why show me this?" "Because you are here. Because you are angry." Silas leaned over the table, his shadow stretching long across the maps. "And because I made a mistake twenty years ago. I let a promising student walk away because I thought she needed a normal life. I was wrong. Normalcy is a luxury we cannot afford." "I'm not your student, Silas." "Aren't you?" Silas straightened, wincing as his knee protested. "You broke a man's nose tonight without breaking a sweat. You analysed the threat, neutralised it, and came straight to the one person in London who knows how to clean up the mess. That is instinct. That is training you didn't know you had." "It's survival." "It's potential." Silas walked to the small sink in the corner and washed his hands. The water ran clear. "The syndicate knows you are in London. They know you are associated with me. That delivery job was not an accident. They were tracking the food to find the source." Rory's head snapped up. "Who?" "A man named Volkov. He runs the operation out of the docks." Silas dried his hands on a towel. "He sent the boys to the alley. They were supposed to bring you to him. Alive." "And when they failed?" "He will send more. Harder men." Silas turned, his expression grim. "You have two choices, Aurora. You can run again. Go back to Cardiff, beg your father for forgiveness, try to be the lawyer he wanted. Volkov will find you there. He will make your family watch." "And the second choice?" Silas walked back to the table and picked up a heavy, black pistol from under the map. He checked the chamber, the metal clicking softly in the silent room. He slid it across the wood toward her. "You stop running. You stop delivering noodles. You become what you were always meant to be." Silas met her gaze, his hazel eyes devoid of pity. "We burn them down. All of them." Rory looked at the gun. It sat there, dark and heavy, promising an end to the fear, the running, the hiding. She thought of Evan's fists. Her father's smiling face in the photograph. The glass shattering against the wall. She reached out. Her fingers closed around the grip. Cold steel. Familiar weight. "Where do we start?" she asked. Silas smiled, a thin, humourless curving of his lips. "We start with the docks. Tonight." A sudden crash echoed from the main bar. The sound of splintering wood. Then voices. Rough. Accented. Shouting in Russian. Silas's head snapped toward the door. "Too late." He drew a second pistol from his ankle holster. "Stay behind me." "No," Rory said, racking the slide of the weapon. The sound was loud in the small room. "We go together." The door to the secret room burst open. Three men stood there, silhouetted against the green neon glow of the bar. They held submachine guns. "Mr Blackwood," the lead man said, his English clipped and cold. "And the little delivery girl. Volkov sends his regards." Rory stepped out from behind Silas, raising the pistol with both hands. Her aim was steady. Her heart beat slow and steady in her chest. "Tell Volkov," she said, her voice cutting through the tension like a knife, "that his regard is returned. With interest." The lead man's finger tightened on the trigger. Rory fired first.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags27
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"Silas walked around [around]"
1"Silas turned away [away]"
dialogueSentences67
tagDensity0.403
leniency0.806
rawRatio0.074
effectiveRatio0.06
93.49% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1535
totalAiIsmAdverbs2
found
0
adverb"really"
count1
1
adverb"softly"
count1
highlights
0"really"
1"softly"
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)
51.14% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1535
totalAiIsms15
found
0
word"shattered"
count1
1
word"glinting"
count1
2
word"crystal"
count1
3
word"warmth"
count1
4
word"traced"
count1
5
word"calculating"
count1
6
word"echoing"
count1
7
word"stomach"
count1
8
word"churned"
count1
9
word"normalcy"
count1
10
word"potential"
count1
11
word"familiar"
count1
12
word"weight"
count1
13
word"echoed"
count1
14
word"tension"
count1
highlights
0"shattered"
1"glinting"
2"crystal"
3"warmth"
4"traced"
5"calculating"
6"echoing"
7"stomach"
8"churned"
9"normalcy"
10"potential"
11"familiar"
12"weight"
13"echoed"
14"tension"
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
emotionTells0
narrationSentences100
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences100
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
93.60% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences140
gibberishSentences2
adjustedGibberishSentences2
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen44
ratio0.014
matches
0"\"Recognise this?\" Silas pointed to a cluster of pins near the金丝雀 Wharf."
1"Rory stared at the照片."
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1527
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions16
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
0.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions54
wordCount903
uniqueNames19
maxNameDensity2.55
worstName"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity5
worstWindowName"Silas"
discoveredNames
Rory14
Raven1
Nest1
Yu-Fei1
Cheung1
Golden1
Empress1
Blackwood1
Prague1
Steady1
Silas23
London1
Wharf1
Photographs1
Brendan1
Carter1
Evan1
Russian1
English1
persons
0"Rory"
1"Yu-Fei"
2"Cheung"
3"Blackwood"
4"Silas"
5"Wharf"
6"Photographs"
7"Brendan"
8"Carter"
9"Evan"
10"English"
places
0"Raven"
1"Prague"
2"London"
3"Russian"
globalScore0.226
windowScore0
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences69
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1527
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences140
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs53
mean28.81
std19.77
cv0.686
sampleLengths
069
169
227
326
461
525
69
755
821
939
1057
1129
1237
1363
1437
151
1661
174
1836
192
2044
2154
2212
236
2430
2512
2647
2732
2854
295
3053
312
3249
335
3435
354
3647
374
3837
3933
4039
4113
426
4315
4420
458
4612
4720
4825
4920
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences100
matches
0"was blurred"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs147
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences140
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount910
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"small crescent-shaped scar"
adverbCount16
adverbRatio0.017582417582417582
lyAdverbCount4
lyAdverbRatio0.004395604395604396
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences140
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences140
mean10.91
std8.13
cv0.745
sampleLengths
011
118
217
323
414
56
611
717
821
94
1016
117
1210
1316
1421
1521
1616
173
1818
197
209
2122
221
231
2416
259
266
278
2813
298
3014
3117
3212
3319
3426
3517
367
375
3830
397
4015
4111
428
4314
4415
457
4625
475
481
4935
67.14% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats6
diversityRatio0.42857142857142855
totalSentences140
uniqueOpeners60
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences89
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount25
totalSentences89
matches
0"She didn't flinch, didn't even"
1"She dropped the Yu-Fei Cheung's"
2"His grey-streaked auburn beard caught"
3"His voice carried that quiet"
4"He reached for a bottle"
5"She watched his hands"
6"She wrapped her fingers around"
7"She took a sip"
8"He looked at her, really"
9"He stopped inches from her."
10"He ran a hand along"
11"She slid off the stool"
12"Her father's face, smiling, clinking"
13"He checked the chamber, the"
14"He slid it across the"
15"It sat there, dark and"
16"She thought of Evan's fists."
17"Her father's smiling face in"
18"She reached out."
19"Her fingers closed around the"
ratio0.281
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount82
totalSentences89
matches
0"The glass shattered against the"
1"She didn't flinch, didn't even"
2"The distinctive green neon sign"
3"She dropped the Yu-Fei Cheung's"
4"Steam curled from the plastic"
5"The bar was empty save"
6"Silas Blackwood wiped a tumbler"
7"His grey-streaked auburn beard caught"
8"His voice carried that quiet"
9"Rory brushed a shard of"
10"Silas set the glass down"
11"The limp in his left"
12"He reached for a bottle"
13"Rory slid onto a stool,"
14"She watched his hands"
15"The hands of a man"
16"Silas slid the glass across"
17"Rory let out a short,"
18"She wrapped her fingers around"
19"Silas leaned against the back"
ratio0.921
56.18% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences89
matches
0"Now they poured amber liquid"
ratio0.011
68.97% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences29
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"His voice carried that quiet authority that made grown men check their pockets for stolen goods."
1"The hands of a man who had once dismantled bombs or strangled men in dark rooms."
2"He looked at her, really looked at her, seeing the bright blue eyes that had lost their innocent sparkle, replaced by a cold, calculating hardness."
50.93% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags27
uselessAdditionCount4
matches
0"Silas reached out, his fingers hovering near her wrist, then pulling back"
1"Silas leaned, his shadow stretching long across the maps"
2"Silas turned, his expression grim"
3"she said, her voice cutting through the tension like a knife,"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags6
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences67
tagDensity0.09
leniency0.179
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
82.5145%