Run: 2026-02-19-01KHV72HMQTTWTVG21BQHT0B1F

Run Details

Model:: Claude Sonnet 4.6
Test:: Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:: Fantasy: entering an ancient ruin
Duration:: 32.5s
Cost:: $0.027378
Provider:: Amazon Bedrock

Evaluation summary

Score	Evaluator	Details Link
0.00%	Adverbs in dialogue tags	(details)
75.85%	AI-ism adverb frequency	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism character names	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism location names	(details)
42.03%	AI-ism word frequency	(details)
100.00%	Cliché density	(details)
100.00%	Emotion telling (show vs. tell)	(details)
100.00%	Filter word density	(details)
100.00%	Gibberish response detection	(details)
100.00%	Markdown formatting overuse	(details)
100.00%	Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)	(details)
100.00%	Name drop frequency	(details)
55.66%	Narrator intent-glossing	(details)
100.00%	"Not X but Y" pattern overuse	(details)
100.00%	Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)	(details)
100.00%	Paragraph length variance	(details)
100.00%	Passive voice overuse	(details)
100.00%	Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse	(details)
0.00%	Em-dash & semicolon overuse	(details)
100.00%	Purple prose (modifier overload)	(details)
100.00%	Repeated phrase echo	(details)
100.00%	Sentence length variance	(details)
83.33%	Sentence opener variety	(details)
100.00%	Adverb-first sentence starts	(details)
100.00%	Pronoun-first sentence starts	(details)
79.40%	Subject-first sentence starts	(details)
0.00%	Subordinate conjunction sentence starts	(details)
81.63%	Technical jargon density	(details)
100.00%	Useless dialogue additions	(details)
87.50%	Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)	(details)
83.5135%	Overall

Model input

System

You are an expert fiction writer.

Always keep the following rules in mind:
- Write in past tense and use General English spelling, grammar, and colloquialisms/slang.
- Write in active voice
- Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle.
- Avoid adverbs and cliches and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions.
- Convey events and story through dialogue.
- Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety.
- Skip "he/she said said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech
- Avoid mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or add unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself.
- Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action.
- Reduce indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe"

When writing text:
- NEVER conclude the scene on your own, follow the beat instructions very closely.
- NEVER end with foreshadowing.
- NEVER write further than what I prompt you with.
- AVOID imagining possible endings, NEVER deviate from the instructions.
- STOP EARLY if the continuation contains what was required in the instructions. You do not need to fill out the full amount of words possible.

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="4418" name="Nyx" aliases="Nyx, the Shadow, Nightwhisper" pronouns="they/them" species="Shade" storyRole="Wild Card">
  <eyeColor>faintly glowing violet</eyeColor>
  <height>approximately 6'2" in solid form</height>
  <age>ageless</age>
  <form>humanoid silhouette of living shadow, can shift between solid and incorporeal</form>
  <voice>sounds like a whisper carried on the wind</voice>
  <description>A being of living shadow, existing between the mortal plane and the spaces between realms.</description>
  <backstory>Nyx was once a human sorcerer named Aldric who became trapped between realms during a failed summoning ritual in 1643. They now exist as a Shade, bound to the mortal plane but able to slip between shadows.</backstory>
</character>

<character id="4424" name="Isolde Varga" aliases="Isolde, the Seer" pronouns="she/her" species="Half-Fae" storyRole="Oracle">
  <eyeColor>pale lavender</eyeColor>
  <hair>silver, reaching her waist</hair>
  <height>5'5"</height>
  <age>300 years old</age>
  <appearance>ethereal, ageless</appearance>
  <speech>speaks in riddles</speech>
  <footprints>leaves no footprints when she walks</footprints>
  <compulsion>cannot lie (Fae compulsion) but can mislead</compulsion>
  <description>A Half-Fae seer exiled from the Fae Courts for sharing visions with mortals.</description>
  <backstory>She now lives in a hidden grove in Richmond Park, offering cryptic prophecies to those who seek her out.</backstory>
</character>

<location id="853" name="Dymas (Gluttony)" aliases="Dymas, gluttony, Dymasian" realm="Hel" sin="Gluttony">
  <ruler>Prince Belphegor</ruler>
  <skyColor>warm amber</skyColor>
  <description>A place of excess and indulgence. Sprawling vineyards, orchards, and gardens provide exotic ingredients for master chefs — often helbound souls contracted from Earth. Grand feasts and culinary competitions are common.</description>
</location>

<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>

<item id="2006" name="Fae-Forged Blade" aliases="the Fae blade, Isolde's gift" type="Weapon" origin="The Fae Courts">
  <material>moonsilver</material>
  <shape>slender, leaf-shaped dagger</shape>
  <temperature>always cold to the touch</temperature>
  <glow>faintly luminescent in moonlight</glow>
  <power>can cut through magical wards; particularly effective against demons</power>
  <givenTo>given to Aurora by Isolde as a gift</givenTo>
  <description>A weapon of the Fae Courts, rare and highly coveted.</description>
</item>

<lore id="7001" name="The Veil" aliases="the Veil, the Barrier, the Boundary" category="Cosmology">
  <solsticeEffect>weakens during the winter solstice, strengthens during the summer solstice</solsticeEffect>
  <appearance>faint shimmering distortion visible only to those with supernatural sight</appearance>
  <monitoring>rift points (tears in the Veil) are monitored by the Wardens</monitoring>
  <description>The Veil is the metaphysical barrier separating Earth from Hel and the Fae Realms.</description>
</lore>
</codex>

Continue the story using the following instructions:
<instructions>
Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the fantasy genre.

A small group enters an ancient, otherworldly place for the first time. The environment is alien and wondrous. Describe their exploration — what they see, hear, and feel as they move deeper. Include moments of discovery, unease, and wonder. Let the world-building emerge through the characters' experience rather than exposition.

Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters, setting, and lore.
Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary.
</instructions>

Model response

The amber sky hung low and wrong.

Rory stepped through the rift and felt the air change before her eyes had time to adjust — thick and sweet, like standing inside a jar of honey. The portal sealed shut behind her with a sound like tearing silk, and she turned to watch Nyx bleed through the last of the shadow with a faint violet shimmer before solidifying beside her.

Isolde followed a breath later, her silver hair lifting in a wind that didn't seem to touch anything else.

"Right." Rory pressed her thumb against the Heartstone beneath her jacket. It pulsed against her sternum, steady and hot. "So this is Dymas."

She had expected fire. Brimstone. Something to confirm what every reasonable part of her brain had been screaming for the past three days. Instead, vineyards stretched out ahead of them in every direction — row upon row of impossibly lush vines heavy with fruit the colour of bruises, lit by that amber sky as though perpetually caught in late afternoon. The ground beneath her boots was dark, almost black, and where she stepped it felt soft, yielding, like fresh-turned garden earth.

It smelled extraordinary. Warm bread and crushed grapes and something underneath, sharper, that she couldn't name.

"The Amber Expanse." Isolde stood slightly apart from them both, her feet hovering a half-inch above the ground as always. Her pale lavender eyes tracked the middle distance with something that wasn't quite recognition. "The first throat of a very long mouth."

"Is that meant to be reassuring?" Rory asked.

Isolde said nothing, which was its own answer.

Nyx had drifted forward, their silhouette fraying at the edges where the amber light caught them. In a place without real shadows, they looked thinner — attenuated, the way a flame looks in full daylight.

"Something is watching," they said. Not alarmed. Observational, the way they said most things, as though fear had been a concept they'd retired sometime in the seventeenth century.

Rory's hand found the Fae blade at her hip. Cold even through the sheath, even in this heat. She didn't draw it. She scanned the vineyard rows instead, looking for movement between the vines, and found nothing — and then found that the nothing itself was odd. No insects. No wind. The leaves hung completely still despite the weight of the fruit. No sound except for their own footsteps.

They moved deeper along a wide dirt path between the vines. The fruit nearest to her was enormous, each cluster the size of her fist, the skin so tight it looked on the verge of splitting. She reached out without thinking.

"I wouldn't." Nyx, without looking back.

She retracted her hand.

The path curved and widened into something that felt like a market square, though there were no stalls, no traders. Just a broad flat space of that same dark earth, and in the centre of it a fountain — except instead of water it ran with something darker, garnet-red and slow, catching the amber light like poured glass. The smell of it reached her before the sight did. Wine, certainly. But beneath that something richer, almost metallic.

Around the fountain's base, carved in relief, figures feasted. Stone hands reaching for stone platters. Stone mouths open. Stone eyes wide and hollow and somehow — she looked away.

"The craftsmanship is remarkable," Isolde said, standing beside the fountain as though she had always been standing there. She hadn't made a sound crossing the square.

"The eyes are wrong," Rory said.

"Yes." Isolde tilted her head. "They were not always stone."

A beat of silence.

Nyx moved to the far edge of the square where a low archway of twisted iron led into what appeared to be a grand hall, its doors thrown open. From inside came the first sound Rory had heard since the portal — voices, distant and blurred together, and underneath them something low and rhythmic, like the bass note of a pipe organ played too slowly.

She followed Nyx through the arch and stopped dead in the doorway.

The hall was the size of a cathedral and lit by hundreds of chandeliers, each one dripping not with candles but with clusters of the same dark fruit from the vineyard, the juice of them catching the light as it ran down crystal fittings. Long banquet tables ran the length of the hall, every surface covered with food — towers of pastry, whole roasted animals she couldn't identify, fruit piled so high it threatened to topple, bread braided into shapes she had no name for. The smell rolled over her like a physical wave.

And around the tables, dozens of figures ate. They didn't speak. They didn't look up. Their movements were mechanical, unhurried, reaching and lifting and consuming with the sort of blank dedication she'd seen in people asleep with their eyes open. None of them looked up when the three of them entered.

"Souls," Nyx said quietly. "Contracted. Or lost."

Some of them wore what had been expensive clothes, once. She could tell by the cut, the fabric, the remnants of something that had cost money. A woman near the end of the nearest table wore a chef's jacket, stained dark from collarbone to hem. She was constructing something from a pile of ingredients at her elbow, fingers moving with extraordinary precision even as her eyes stayed fixed on nothing.

Rory watched her for a moment. There was something in the economy of those movements — the tilt of the wrist, the pressure of the knife. Competence that had become compulsion.

"Can they hear us?" Rory kept her voice low, though she wasn't sure why. The ambient noise of the hall felt too present to be disrupted.

"They hear everything," Isolde said behind her. "But there is a feast ahead of them and eternity behind. Their attention is spoken for."

At the far end of the hall, past the tables, past the feasting souls, a second set of doors stood half-open. Through the gap, Rory could make out a courtyard, and in the courtyard something tall and hooded, standing very still.

The Heartstone pulsed hard against her ribs. Once. Twice. Then a third time, each beat slower than the last.

Evaluation details

Result

Evaluator

Details

Meta Data

0.00%

Adverbs in dialogue tags

Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs

totalTags

adverbTagCount

adverbTags

0	"Isolde stood slightly [slightly]"
1	"Nyx said quietly [quietly]"

dialogueSentences

tagDensity

0.625

leniency

rawRatio

0.2

effectiveRatio

0.2

75.85%

AI-ism adverb frequency

Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)

wordCount

1035

totalAiIsmAdverbs

found

adverb	"slightly"
count	1

adverb	"very"
count	2

adverb	"completely"
count	1

adverb	"slowly"
count	1

highlights

0	"slightly"
1	"very"
2	"completely"
3	"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)

42.03%

AI-ism word frequency

Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)

wordCount

1035

totalAiIsms

found

word	"silk"
count	1

word	"pulsed"
count	2

word	"scanned"
count	1

word	"weight"
count	1

word	"footsteps"
count	1

word	"remarkable"
count	1

word	"silence"
count	1

word	"rhythmic"
count	1

word	"crystal"
count	1

word	"mechanical"
count	1

word	"disrupted"
count	1

highlights

0	"silk"
1	"pulsed"
2	"scanned"
3	"weight"
4	"footsteps"
5	"remarkable"
6	"silence"
7	"rhythmic"
8	"crystal"
9	"mechanical"
10	"disrupted"

100.00%

Cliché density

Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window

totalCliches	0
maxInWindow	0
found	(empty)
highlights	(empty)

100.00%

Emotion telling (show vs. tell)

Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling

emotionTells

narrationSentences

matches

0	"d in relief"

100.00%

Filter word density

Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words

filterCount

hedgeCount

narrationSentences

filterMatches

(empty)

hedgeMatches

0	"seem to"
1	"appeared to"

100.00%

Gibberish response detection

Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)

analyzedSentences	82
gibberishSentences	0
adjustedGibberishSentences	0
longSentenceCount	0
runOnParagraphCount	0
giantParagraphCount	0
wordSaladCount	0
repetitionLoopCount	0
controlTokenCount	0
maxSentenceWordsSeen	44
ratio	0
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Markdown formatting overuse

Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting

markdownSpans	0
markdownWords	0
totalWords	1040
ratio	0
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)

Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks

totalAttributions	11
unquotedAttributions	0
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Name drop frequency

Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words

totalMentions

wordCount

972

uniqueNames

maxNameDensity

0.93

worstName

"Rory"

maxWindowNameDensity

1.5

worstWindowName

"Isolde"

discoveredNames

Nyx	6
Heartstone	2
Isolde	6
Fae	1
Rory	9
Stone	3

persons

0	"Nyx"
1	"Isolde"
2	"Rory"
3	"Stone"

places

(empty)

globalScore

windowScore

55.66%

Narrator intent-glossing

Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns

analyzedSentences

glossingSentenceCount

matches

0	"quite recognition"
1	"felt like a market square, though there"

100.00%

"Not X but Y" pattern overuse

Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words

totalMatches

per1kWords

0.962

wordCount

1040

matches

0	"not with candles but with clusters of the same dark fruit from the vineyard, the"

100.00%

Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)

Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses

thatCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"found that the"

100.00%

Paragraph length variance

Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts

totalParagraphs

mean

32.5

std

25.47

0.784

sampleLengths

0	7
1	62
2	19
3	23
4	81
5	16
6	42
7	8
8	8
9	35
10	28
11	69
12	41
13	6
14	4
15	77
16	29
17	26
18	6
19	10
20	4
21	65
22	12
23	94
24	51
25	7
26	70
27	31
28	26
29	23
30	41
31	19

100.00%

Passive voice overuse

Target: ≤2% passive sentences

passiveCount	0
totalSentences	77
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse

Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs

pastProgressiveCount

totalVerbs

147

matches

0	"was constructing"

0.00%

Em-dash & semicolon overuse

Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons

emDashCount

semicolonCount

flaggedSentences

totalSentences

ratio

0.11

matches

0	"Rory stepped through the rift and felt the air change before her eyes had time to adjust — thick and sweet, like standing inside a jar of honey."
1	"Instead, vineyards stretched out ahead of them in every direction — row upon row of impossibly lush vines heavy with fruit the colour of bruises, lit by that amber sky as though perpetually caught in late afternoon."
2	"In a place without real shadows, they looked thinner — attenuated, the way a flame looks in full daylight."
3	"She scanned the vineyard rows instead, looking for movement between the vines, and found nothing — and then found that the nothing itself was odd."
4	"Just a broad flat space of that same dark earth, and in the centre of it a fountain — except instead of water it ran with something darker, garnet-red and slow, catching the amber light like poured glass."
5	"Stone eyes wide and hollow and somehow — she looked away."
6	"From inside came the first sound Rory had heard since the portal — voices, distant and blurred together, and underneath them something low and rhythmic, like the bass note of a pipe organ played too slowly."
7	"Long banquet tables ran the length of the hall, every surface covered with food — towers of pastry, whole roasted animals she couldn't identify, fruit piled so high it threatened to topple, bread braided into shapes she had no name for."
8	"There was something in the economy of those movements — the tilt of the wrist, the pressure of the knife."

100.00%

Purple prose (modifier overload)

Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking

wordCount	967
adjectiveStacks	0
stackExamples	(empty)
adverbCount	33
adverbRatio	0.03412616339193381
lyAdverbCount	7
lyAdverbRatio	0.007238883143743537

100.00%

Repeated phrase echo

Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)

totalSentences	82
echoCount	0
echoWords	(empty)

100.00%

Sentence length variance

Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts

totalSentences

mean

12.68

std

10.11

0.797

sampleLengths

0	7
1	28
2	34
3	19
4	11
5	8
6	4
7	4
8	1
9	18
10	37
11	21
12	3
13	13
14	20
15	14
16	8
17	8
18	8
19	16
20	19
21	5
22	2
23	21
24	9
25	9
26	4
27	25
28	2
29	2
30	11
31	7
32	11
33	25
34	5
35	6
36	4
37	20
38	38
39	10
40	2
41	7
42	9
43	6
44	3
45	11
46	18
47	8
48	6
49	5

83.33%

Sentence opener variety

Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers

consecutiveRepeats	5
diversityRatio	0.5365853658536586
totalSentences	82
uniqueOpeners	44

100.00%

Adverb-first sentence starts

Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb

adverbCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"Instead, vineyards stretched out ahead"
1	"Just a broad flat space"
2	"Then a third time, each"

ratio

0.045

100.00%

Pronoun-first sentence starts

Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun

pronounCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"It pulsed against her sternum,"
1	"She had expected fire."
2	"It smelled extraordinary."
3	"Her pale lavender eyes tracked"
4	"She didn't draw it."
5	"She scanned the vineyard rows"
6	"They moved deeper along a"
7	"She reached out without thinking."
8	"She retracted her hand."
9	"She hadn't made a sound"
10	"She followed Nyx through the"
11	"They didn't speak."
12	"They didn't look up."
13	"Their movements were mechanical, unhurried,"
14	"She could tell by the"
15	"She was constructing something from"

ratio

0.239

79.40%

Subject-first sentence starts

Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject

subjectCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"The amber sky hung low"
1	"Rory stepped through the rift"
2	"The portal sealed shut behind"
3	"Isolde followed a breath later,"
4	"Rory pressed her thumb against"
5	"It pulsed against her sternum,"
6	"She had expected fire."
7	"Something to confirm what every"
8	"The ground beneath her boots"
9	"It smelled extraordinary."
10	"Isolde stood slightly apart from"
11	"Her pale lavender eyes tracked"
12	"Isolde said nothing, which was"
13	"Nyx had drifted forward, their"
14	"Rory's hand found the Fae"
15	"She didn't draw it."
16	"She scanned the vineyard rows"
17	"The leaves hung completely still"
18	"They moved deeper along a"
19	"The fruit nearest to her"

ratio

0.761

0.00%

Subordinate conjunction sentence starts

Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction

subConjCount	0
totalSentences	67
matches	(empty)
ratio	0

81.63%

Technical jargon density

Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns

analyzedSentences

technicalSentenceCount

matches

0	"Instead, vineyards stretched out ahead of them in every direction — row upon row of impossibly lush vines heavy with fruit the colour of bruises, lit by that am…"
1	"Her pale lavender eyes tracked the middle distance with something that wasn't quite recognition."
2	"She could tell by the cut, the fabric, the remnants of something that had cost money."

100.00%

Useless dialogue additions

Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments

totalTags	10
uselessAdditionCount	0
matches	(empty)

87.50%

Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)

Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags

totalTags

fancyCount

fancyTags

0	"Rory pressed (press)"

dialogueSentences

tagDensity

0.438

leniency

0.875

rawRatio

0.143

effectiveRatio

0.125

83.5135%