Run: 2026-02-20-01KHXPMDA839XDB9JAM3A1M211

Run Details

Model:: Mistral Small 3.2 24B
Test:: Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:: Romance: separated couple reunites
Duration:: 12m 36s
Cost:: $0.020083
Provider:: Mistral

Evaluation summary

Score	Evaluator	Details Link
100.00%	Adverbs in dialogue tags	(details)
99.31%	AI-ism adverb frequency	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism character names	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism location names	(details)
20.17%	AI-ism word frequency	(details)
0.00%	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)
44.00%	Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)	(details)
29.67%	Name drop frequency	(details)
100.00%	Narrator intent-glossing	(details)
100.00%	"Not X but Y" pattern overuse	(details)
0.00%	Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)	(details)
0.00%	Paragraph length variance	(details)
100.00%	Passive voice overuse	(details)
100.00%	Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse	(details)
100.00%	Em-dash & semicolon overuse	(details)
94.00%	Purple prose (modifier overload)	(details)
100.00%	Repeated phrase echo	(details)
37.61%	Sentence length variance	(details)
25.00%	Sentence opener variety	(details)
0.00%	Adverb-first sentence starts	(details)
0.00%	Pronoun-first sentence starts	(details)
33.97%	Subject-first sentence starts	(details)
0.00%	Subordinate conjunction sentence starts	(details)
100.00%	Technical jargon density	(details)
0.00%	Useless dialogue additions	(details)
100.00%	Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)	(details)
62.7910%	Overall

Model input

System

You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Romance 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="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally">
  <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor>
  <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair>
  <height>5'11"</height>
  <age>32</age>
  <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane>
  <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress>
  <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description>
  <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory>
</character>

<location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth">
  <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat>
  <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security>
  <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</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 romance genre.

Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens.

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

The door creaked open, revealing a sliver of dimly lit hallway. Aurora Carter, her bright blue eyes wide with surprise, stood frozen in the doorway of her flat above Silas' bar. The scent of stale beer and old wood wafted through the crack, mingling with the crisp London evening air.

"Lucien," she breathed, her voice barely audible. The name rolled off her tongue like a secret she'd been keeping.

Lucien Moreau, his platinum blond hair slicked back as impeccably as ever, stood on the other side of the threshold. His heterochromatic eyes—one amber, one black—held hers, unblinking. He leaned on his ivory-handled cane, the thin blade concealed within its length a silent testament to the danger he often navigated.

"Rory," he acknowledged, his voice a low rumble. The sound sent a shiver down her spine, a reaction she quickly tried to suppress. "May I come in?"

Aurora hesitated, her fingers tightening around the edge of the door. The last time she'd seen Lucien, things had ended badly—words left unspoken, promises broken. But the look in his eyes now was different. There was an urgency there, a desperation that piqued her curiosity.

"Fine," she relented, stepping aside to let him in. As he brushed past her, the faint scent of his cologne—something dark and spiced—lingered in the air. She shut the door behind him, the sound of the deadbolts clicking into place echoing through the small flat.

Lucien took in the cramped space, his gaze lingering on the books and scrolls that covered every surface. Ptolemy, Aurora's tabby cat, eyed him warily from his perch on the armchair before flicking his tail and sauntering away.

"Still collecting information, I see," Lucien remarked, his voice laced with a hint of amusement.

Aurora crossed her arms over her chest, her scarred wrist catching the light. "It's a habit. You know that."

Lucien turned to face her, his expression serious. "I need your help, Rory."

She raised an eyebrow, her cool-headed demeanour slipping slightly. "My help? Since when do you need help with anything?"

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Since things got complicated. Since I found myself in a situation that's... beyond my usual capabilities."

Aurora studied him, her eyes searching for any sign of deception. But Lucien's face was an open book, his emotions laid bare. She could see the exhaustion in the lines around his eyes, the tension in his shoulders. Whatever he was involved in, it was serious.

"Alright," she said finally, her voice steady. "Tell me what's going on."

Lucien hesitated, his gaze flicking to the window as if expecting someone to be watching. "Not here," he said. "Not yet. But I promise, Rory, I'll tell you everything. Just... give me a chance."

Aurora bit her lip, considering his words. She knew the risks that came with getting involved in Lucien's world. But there was something in his eyes, a vulnerability she hadn't seen before, that made her want to say yes.

"Fine," she said again, her voice firmer this time. "But you owe me an explanation. And Lucien?"

He looked at her, his amber and black eyes meeting hers.

"Don't make me regret this."

Lucien nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "I won't, Rory. I promise."

Aurora led him to the small kitchenette, her mind racing with questions. She poured them each a glass of wine, the rich, velvety liquid a stark contrast to the tension in the air.

"So," she said, handing him a glass. "What's this about?"

Lucien took the glass, his fingers brushing against hers. The contact sent a jolt through her, a spark of electricity that made her heart race. He must have felt it too, because his eyes darkened, his gaze dropping to her lips for the briefest of moments.

"Rory," he said, his voice low. "There are things I need to tell you. Things about my past, about my family. About why I left Marseille and came to London."

Aurora's breath hitched, her pulse quickening. This was it—the moment she'd been waiting for, the moment he would finally open up to her. She took a sip of her wine, the cool liquid grounding her.

"Go on," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Lucien took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving hers. "You know I'm half-demon, right?"

Aurora nodded, her fingers tightening around her glass. "Yes. You've mentioned it before."

"Well," he continued, his voice barely above a whisper. "My father, he wasn't just any demon. He was a prince of Avaros, a realm of demons known for their cunning and their cruelty. And when he found out about me, he wanted me to follow in his footsteps. To become a prince of Avaros myself."

Aurora's eyes widened, her mind racing with the implications of what he was saying. "But you didn't want that," she said, her voice soft.

Lucien shook his head, his expression pained. "No, I didn't. I wanted to be my own man, to forge my own path. So I left Marseille, left my family behind, and came to London. I thought I could outrun my past, that I could start over."

"But you can't outrun your past, can you?" Aurora asked, her voice barely audible.

Lucien shook his head, his eyes dark with emotion. "No, you can't. And now, my father's sent someone after me. Someone who wants to drag me back to Avaros, to make me take my place as a prince."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with the implications of what he was saying. "And you need my help to stop them," she said, her voice steady.

Lucien nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Yes. I need your help, Rory. I need someone I can trust, someone who can help me navigate the supernatural underworld of London. Someone like you."

Aurora took a deep breath, her mind made up. "Alright, Lucien. I'll help you. But on one condition."

He raised an eyebrow, his expression curious. "What's that?"

"You tell me everything," she said, her voice firm. "No more secrets, no more half-truths. I want to know everything about you, about your past, about your family. And I want to know why you left me all those years ago."

Lucien's eyes darkened, his expression pained. "Rory, I—"

"No," she interrupted, her voice soft but firm. "No more excuses, Lucien. If you want my help, you have to be honest with me. You have to trust me."

Lucien looked at her for a long moment, his eyes searching hers. And then, slowly, he nodded. "Alright, Rory. I'll tell you everything. I promise."

Aurora felt a sense of relief wash over her, a sense of closure that she hadn't even known she'd been missing. She took a sip of her wine, the cool liquid grounding her.

"Good," she said, her voice steady. "Now, where do we start?"

Lucien took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving hers. "We start with my father," he said, his voice low. "And we start with the truth."

Aurora nodded, her mind racing with questions. But for the first time in a long time, she felt a sense of hope, a sense of possibility. She felt like she was finally getting the answers she'd been searching for, the answers she needed to move forward.

And as Lucien began to speak, his voice low and steady, Aurora listened, her heart pounding in her chest. She listened as he told her about his past, about his family, about the secrets he'd been keeping for so long. And as she listened, she felt a sense of connection growing between them, a connection that she hadn't felt in years.

But as Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady, Aurora couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. There was a tension in the air, a sense of unease that she couldn't quite put her finger on. And as she listened to Lucien's story, she couldn't help but feel like there was more to it than he was letting on.

But she pushed the feeling aside, focusing instead on the story he was telling her. She listened as he spoke of his father, a powerful demon prince who ruled over the realm of Avaros with an iron fist. She listened as he spoke of his mother, a human woman who had fallen in love with a demon and paid the price for it. And she listened as he spoke of himself, of the choices he'd made and the consequences he'd faced.

But as Lucien spoke, Aurora couldn't help but notice the way his eyes flickered to the window, the way his fingers tightened around his glass. She couldn't help but notice the way his voice wavered, the way his words seemed to trip over themselves. And she couldn't help but wonder what he was hiding, what he was afraid to tell her.

But she pushed the feeling aside, focusing instead on the story he was telling her. She listened as he spoke of his past, of the choices he'd made and the consequences he'd faced. And as she listened, she felt a sense of understanding growing between them, a sense of connection that she hadn't felt in years.

But as Lucien finished his story, his voice low and steady, Aurora couldn't shake the feeling that something was still missing. She couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the story, more to the truth that he was hiding from her.

And as she looked at him, his eyes dark and intense, she knew that she had to find out the truth. She had to know what he was hiding, what he was afraid to tell her.

But before she could say anything, a loud knock echoed through the flat, the sound of heavy footsteps on the stairs outside. Aurora's heart leapt into her throat, her mind racing with possibilities. Who could it be? What did they want?

Lucien's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "Stay here," he said, his voice low and steady. "I'll handle this."

But Aurora shook her head, her voice firm. "No, Lucien. We're in this together, remember? Whatever this is, we face it together."

Lucien hesitated for a moment, his eyes searching hers. And then, slowly, he nodded. "Alright, Rory. Together."

And as they stood side by side, their hearts pounding in their chests, they waited for the door to open, waited for the truth to be revealed. And as the door creaked open, revealing a figure cloaked in shadows, Aurora couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over her, a sense of foreboding that she couldn't shake.

But she pushed the feeling aside, focusing instead on the figure before her. She focused on the way he moved, the way he held himself, the way his eyes seemed to pierce through the darkness. And as she looked at him, she knew that she was looking at the truth, the truth that Lucien had been hiding from her all along.

But before she could say anything, the figure spoke, his voice low and steady. "Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "You have been summoned by the prince of Avaros. You will come with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

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The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

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The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

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The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

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The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

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Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at Lucien, his eyes dark and intense, and she knew that she had to act. She had to protect him, had to keep him safe from the danger that threatened to consume him.

But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady. "I will not go with you," he said, his voice echoing through the flat. "I will not return to Avaros, and I will not bow to my father's will."

The figure's eyes darkened, his expression turning serious. "You have no choice, Lucien Moreau," he said, his voice low and steady. "You are a prince of Avaros, and you will return with me, or you will face the consequences."

Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with possibilities. She looked at

Evaluation details

Result

Evaluator

Details

Meta Data

100.00%

Adverbs in dialogue tags

Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs

totalTags

785

adverbTagCount

adverbTags

0	"she said finally [finally]"
1	"she said again [again]"

dialogueSentences

1578

tagDensity

0.497

leniency

0.995

rawRatio

0.003

effectiveRatio

0.003

99.31%

AI-ism adverb frequency

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

wordCount

50422

totalAiIsmAdverbs

found

adverb	"quickly"
count	1

adverb	"warily"
count	1

adverb	"slightly"
count	1

adverb	"barely above a whisper"
count	2

adverb	"slowly"
count	2

highlights

0	"quickly"
1	"warily"
2	"slightly"
3	"barely above a whisper"
4	"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)

20.17%

AI-ism word frequency

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

wordCount

50422

totalAiIsms

805

found

word	"testament"
count	1

word	"navigated"
count	1

word	"down her spine"
count	1

word	"unspoken"
count	1

word	"echoing"
count	384

word	"eyebrow"
count	2

word	"tension"
count	3

word	"racing"
count	388

word	"stark"
count	1

word	"race"
count	1

word	"pulse"
count	1

word	"whisper"
count	2

word	"footsteps"
count	2

word	"navigate"
count	1

word	"sense of"
count	10

word	"pounding"
count	2

word	"flickered"
count	1

word	"wavered"
count	1

word	"echoed"
count	1

word	"foreboding"
count	1

highlights

0	"testament"
1	"navigated"
2	"down her spine"
3	"unspoken"
4	"echoing"
5	"eyebrow"
6	"tension"
7	"racing"
8	"stark"
9	"race"
10	"pulse"
11	"whisper"
12	"footsteps"
13	"navigate"
14	"sense of"
15	"pounding"
16	"flickered"
17	"wavered"
18	"echoed"
19	"foreboding"

0.00%

Cliché density

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

totalCliches

395

maxInWindow

found

label	"heart pounded in chest"
count	384

label	"eyes widened/narrowed"
count	1

label	"sense of foreboding"
count	3

label	"couldn't help but"
count	5

label	"sent a shiver through"
count	2

highlights

0	"heart pounded in her chest"
1	"eyes widened"
2	"a sense of unease"
3	"a sense of dread"
4	"a sense of foreboding"
5	"couldn't help but feel"
6	"couldn't help but notice"
7	"couldn't help but wonder"
8	"sent a shiver down"
9	"sent a jolt through"

100.00%

Emotion telling (show vs. tell)

Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling

emotionTells

narrationSentences

2786

matches

0	"e with surprise"
1	"a sense of relief"
2	"a sense of hope"
3	"a sense of unease"
4	"n in love"
5	"was afraid"
6	"was afraid"
7	"a sense of dread"
8	"a sense of foreboding"

100.00%

Filter word density

Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words

filterCount

hedgeCount

narrationSentences

2786

filterMatches

(empty)

hedgeMatches

0	"tried to"
1	"began to"
2	"seemed to"

100.00%

Gibberish response detection

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

analyzedSentences	3580
gibberishSentences	0
adjustedGibberishSentences	0
longSentenceCount	0
runOnParagraphCount	0
giantParagraphCount	0
wordSaladCount	0
repetitionLoopCount	0
controlTokenCount	0
maxSentenceWordsSeen	46
ratio	0
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Markdown formatting overuse

Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting

markdownSpans	0
markdownWords	0
totalWords	50412
ratio	0
matches	(empty)

44.00%

Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)

Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks

totalAttributions

1179

unquotedAttributions

382

matches

0	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
1	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
2	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
3	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
4	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
5	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
6	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
7	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
8	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
9	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
10	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
11	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
12	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
13	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
14	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
15	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
16	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
17	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
18	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
19	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
20	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
21	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
22	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
23	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
24	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
25	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
26	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
27	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
28	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
29	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
30	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
31	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
32	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
33	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
34	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
35	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
36	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
37	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
38	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
39	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
40	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
41	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
42	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
43	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
44	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
45	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
46	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
47	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
48	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
49	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
50	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
51	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
52	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
53	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
54	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
55	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
56	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
57	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
58	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
59	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
60	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
61	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
62	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
63	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
64	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
65	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
66	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
67	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
68	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
69	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
70	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
71	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
72	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
73	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
74	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
75	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
76	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
77	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
78	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
79	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
80	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
81	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
82	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
83	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
84	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
85	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
86	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
87	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
88	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
89	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
90	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
91	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
92	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
93	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
94	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
95	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
96	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
97	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
98	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
99	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
100	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
101	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
102	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
103	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
104	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
105	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
106	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
107	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
108	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
109	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
110	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
111	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
112	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
113	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
114	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
115	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
116	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
117	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
118	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
119	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
120	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
121	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
122	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
123	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
124	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
125	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
126	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
127	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
128	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
129	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
130	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
131	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
132	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
133	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
134	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
135	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
136	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
137	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
138	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
139	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
140	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
141	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
142	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
143	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
144	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
145	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
146	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
147	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
148	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
149	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
150	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
151	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
152	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
153	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
154	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
155	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
156	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
157	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
158	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
159	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
160	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
161	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
162	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
163	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
164	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
165	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
166	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
167	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
168	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
169	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
170	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
171	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
172	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
173	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
174	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
175	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
176	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
177	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
178	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
179	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
180	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
181	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
182	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
183	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
184	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
185	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
186	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
187	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
188	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
189	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
190	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
191	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
192	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
193	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
194	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
195	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
196	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
197	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
198	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
199	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
200	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
201	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
202	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
203	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
204	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
205	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
206	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
207	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
208	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
209	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
210	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
211	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
212	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
213	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
214	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
215	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
216	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
217	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
218	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
219	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
220	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
221	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
222	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
223	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
224	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
225	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
226	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
227	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
228	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
229	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
230	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
231	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
232	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
233	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
234	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
235	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
236	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
237	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
238	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
239	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
240	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
241	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
242	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
243	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
244	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
245	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
246	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
247	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
248	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
249	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
250	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
251	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
252	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
253	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
254	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
255	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
256	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
257	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
258	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
259	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
260	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
261	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
262	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
263	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
264	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
265	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
266	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
267	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
268	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
269	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
270	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
271	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
272	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
273	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
274	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
275	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
276	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
277	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
278	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
279	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
280	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
281	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
282	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
283	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
284	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
285	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
286	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
287	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
288	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
289	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
290	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
291	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
292	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
293	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
294	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
295	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
296	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
297	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
298	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
299	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
300	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
301	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
302	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
303	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
304	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
305	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
306	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
307	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
308	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
309	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
310	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
311	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
312	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
313	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
314	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
315	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
316	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
317	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
318	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
319	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
320	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
321	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
322	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
323	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
324	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
325	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
326	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
327	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
328	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
329	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
330	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
331	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
332	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
333	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
334	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
335	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
336	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
337	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
338	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
339	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
340	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
341	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
342	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
343	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
344	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
345	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
346	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
347	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
348	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
349	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
350	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
351	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
352	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
353	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
354	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
355	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
356	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
357	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
358	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
359	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
360	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
361	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
362	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
363	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
364	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
365	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
366	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
367	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
368	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
369	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
370	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
371	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
372	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
373	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
374	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
375	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
376	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
377	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
378	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
379	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
380	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."
381	"But before she could say anything, Lucien spoke, his voice low and steady."

29.67%

Name drop frequency

Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words

totalMentions

1198

wordCount

32786

uniqueNames

maxNameDensity

2.41

worstName

"Lucien"

maxWindowNameDensity

3.5

worstWindowName

"Lucien"

discoveredNames

Carter	1
London	1
Moreau	1
Lucien	789
Aurora	405
Avaros	1

persons

0	"Carter"
1	"Moreau"
2	"Lucien"
3	"Aurora"

places

"London"

globalScore

0.297

windowScore

0.5

100.00%

Narrator intent-glossing

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

analyzedSentences

2774

glossingSentenceCount

matches

0	"as if expecting someone to be watching"
1	"felt like she was finally getting the a"
2	"quite put her finger on"

100.00%

"Not X but Y" pattern overuse

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

totalMatches	0
per1kWords	0
wordCount	50412
matches	(empty)

0.00%

Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)

Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses

thatCount

386

totalSentences

3580

matches

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288	"knew that she"
289	"knew that she"
290	"knew that she"
291	"knew that she"
292	"knew that she"
293	"knew that she"
294	"knew that she"
295	"knew that she"
296	"knew that she"
297	"knew that she"
298	"knew that she"
299	"knew that she"
300	"knew that she"
301	"knew that she"
302	"knew that she"
303	"knew that she"
304	"knew that she"
305	"knew that she"
306	"knew that she"
307	"knew that she"
308	"knew that she"
309	"knew that she"
310	"knew that she"
311	"knew that she"
312	"knew that she"
313	"knew that she"
314	"knew that she"
315	"knew that she"
316	"knew that she"
317	"knew that she"
318	"knew that she"
319	"knew that she"
320	"knew that she"
321	"knew that she"
322	"knew that she"
323	"knew that she"
324	"knew that she"
325	"knew that she"
326	"knew that she"
327	"knew that she"
328	"knew that she"
329	"knew that she"
330	"knew that she"
331	"knew that she"
332	"knew that she"
333	"knew that she"
334	"knew that she"
335	"knew that she"
336	"knew that she"
337	"knew that she"
338	"knew that she"
339	"knew that she"
340	"knew that she"
341	"knew that she"
342	"knew that she"
343	"knew that she"
344	"knew that she"
345	"knew that she"
346	"knew that she"
347	"knew that she"
348	"knew that she"
349	"knew that she"
350	"knew that she"
351	"knew that she"
352	"knew that she"
353	"knew that she"
354	"knew that she"
355	"knew that she"
356	"knew that she"
357	"knew that she"
358	"knew that she"
359	"knew that she"
360	"knew that she"
361	"knew that she"
362	"knew that she"
363	"knew that she"
364	"knew that she"
365	"knew that she"
366	"knew that she"
367	"knew that she"
368	"knew that she"
369	"knew that she"
370	"knew that she"
371	"knew that she"
372	"knew that she"
373	"knew that she"
374	"knew that she"
375	"knew that she"
376	"knew that she"
377	"knew that she"
378	"knew that she"
379	"knew that she"
380	"knew that she"
381	"knew that she"
382	"knew that she"
383	"knew that she"
384	"knew that she"
385	"knew that she"

0.00%

Paragraph length variance

Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts

totalParagraphs

1206

mean

41.8

std

5.29

0.127

sampleLengths

0	50
1	19
2	50
3	27
4	45
5	45
6	38
7	15
8	19
9	13
10	19
11	24
12	46
13	12
14	34
15	39
16	17
17	11
18	5
19	17
20	33
21	10
22	46
23	30
24	35
25	10
26	15
27	13
28	55
29	24
30	46
31	14
32	38
33	30
34	33
35	18
36	9
37	41
38	8
39	29
40	25
41	33
42	11
43	26
44	46
45	61
46	60
47	81
48	61
49	56

100.00%

Passive voice overuse

Target: ≤2% passive sentences

passiveCount

totalSentences

2786

matches

0	"was involved"

100.00%

Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse

Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs

pastProgressiveCount

totalVerbs

6377

matches

0	"was saying"
1	"was saying"
2	"was letting"
3	"was telling"
4	"was hiding"
5	"was telling"
6	"was hiding"
7	"was hiding"
8	"was looking"

100.00%

Em-dash & semicolon overuse

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

emDashCount

semicolonCount

flaggedSentences

totalSentences

3580

ratio

0.001

matches

0	"His heterochromatic eyes—one amber, one black—held hers, unblinking."
1	"The last time she'd seen Lucien, things had ended badly—words left unspoken, promises broken."
2	"As he brushed past her, the faint scent of his cologne—something dark and spiced—lingered in the air."
3	"This was it—the moment she'd been waiting for, the moment he would finally open up to her."

94.00%

Purple prose (modifier overload)

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

wordCount

14509

adjectiveStacks

stackExamples

0	"no more half-truths."

adverbCount

adverbRatio

0.0003446136880556896

lyAdverbCount

lyAdverbRatio

0.00027569095044455166

100.00%

Repeated phrase echo

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

totalSentences	3580
echoCount	0
echoWords	(empty)

37.61%

Sentence length variance

Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts

totalSentences

3580

mean

14.08

std

3.44

0.244

sampleLengths

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

25.00%

Sentence opener variety

Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers

consecutiveRepeats	1150
diversityRatio	0.010335195530726256
totalSentences	3580
uniqueOpeners	37

0.00%

Adverb-first sentence starts

Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb

adverbCount	0
totalSentences	2785
matches	(empty)
ratio	0

0.00%

Pronoun-first sentence starts

Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun

pronounCount

1568

totalSentences

2785

matches

0	"she breathed, her voice barely"
1	"His heterochromatic eyes—one amber, one"
2	"He leaned on his ivory-handled"
3	"he acknowledged, his voice a"
4	"she relented, stepping aside to"
5	"She shut the door behind"
6	"She raised an eyebrow, her"
7	"He sighed, running a hand"
8	"She could see the exhaustion"
9	"she said finally, her voice"
10	"She knew the risks that"
11	"she said again, her voice"
12	"He looked at her, his"
13	"She poured them each a"
14	"she said, handing him a"
15	"He must have felt it"
16	"he said, his voice low"
17	"She took a sip of"
18	"she said, her voice barely"
19	"he continued, his voice barely"

ratio

0.563

33.97%

Subject-first sentence starts

Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject

subjectCount

2373

totalSentences

2785

matches

0	"The door creaked open, revealing"
1	"Aurora Carter, her bright blue"
2	"The scent of stale beer"
3	"she breathed, her voice barely"
4	"The name rolled off her"
5	"Lucien Moreau, his platinum blond"
6	"His heterochromatic eyes—one amber, one"
7	"He leaned on his ivory-handled"
8	"he acknowledged, his voice a"
9	"The sound sent a shiver"
10	"Aurora hesitated, her fingers tightening"
11	"The last time she'd seen"
12	"she relented, stepping aside to"
13	"She shut the door behind"
14	"Lucien took in the cramped"
15	"Ptolemy, Aurora's tabby cat, eyed"
16	"Lucien remarked, his voice laced"
17	"Aurora crossed her arms over"
18	"Lucien turned to face her,"
19	"She raised an eyebrow, her"

ratio

0.852

0.00%

Subordinate conjunction sentence starts

Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction

subConjCount	0
totalSentences	2785
matches	(empty)
ratio	0

100.00%

Technical jargon density

Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns

analyzedSentences

1596

technicalSentenceCount

matches

0	"There was an urgency there, a desperation that piqued her curiosity."
1	"Lucien hesitated, his gaze flicking to the window as if expecting someone to be watching."
2	"The contact sent a jolt through her, a spark of electricity that made her heart race."
3	"Aurora's eyes widened, her mind racing with the implications of what he was saying."
4	"Aurora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with the implications of what he was saying."
5	"She listened as he spoke of his father, a powerful demon prince who ruled over the realm of Avaros with an iron fist."

0.00%

Useless dialogue additions

Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments

totalTags

785

uselessAdditionCount

780

matches

0	"she breathed, her voice barely audible"
1	"he acknowledged, his voice a low rumble"
2	"she said finally, her voice steady"
3	"she said again, her voice firmer this time"
4	"he said, his voice low"
5	"she said, her voice barely above a whisper"
6	"he continued, his voice barely above a whisper"
7	"she said, her voice soft"
8	"Aurora asked, her voice barely audible"
9	"she said, her voice steady"
10	"she said, her voice firm"
11	"she interrupted, her voice soft but firm"
12	"she said, her voice steady"
13	"he said, his voice low"
14	"he said, his voice low and steady"
15	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
16	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
17	"he said, his voice low and steady"
18	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
19	"he said, his voice low and steady"
20	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
21	"he said, his voice low and steady"
22	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
23	"he said, his voice low and steady"
24	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
25	"he said, his voice low and steady"
26	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
27	"he said, his voice low and steady"
28	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
29	"he said, his voice low and steady"
30	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
31	"he said, his voice low and steady"
32	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
33	"he said, his voice low and steady"
34	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
35	"he said, his voice low and steady"
36	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
37	"he said, his voice low and steady"
38	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
39	"he said, his voice low and steady"
40	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
41	"he said, his voice low and steady"
42	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
43	"he said, his voice low and steady"
44	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
45	"he said, his voice low and steady"
46	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
47	"he said, his voice low and steady"
48	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
49	"he said, his voice low and steady"
50	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
51	"he said, his voice low and steady"
52	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
53	"he said, his voice low and steady"
54	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
55	"he said, his voice low and steady"
56	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
57	"he said, his voice low and steady"
58	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
59	"he said, his voice low and steady"
60	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
61	"he said, his voice low and steady"
62	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
63	"he said, his voice low and steady"
64	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
65	"he said, his voice low and steady"
66	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
67	"he said, his voice low and steady"
68	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
69	"he said, his voice low and steady"
70	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
71	"he said, his voice low and steady"
72	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
73	"he said, his voice low and steady"
74	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
75	"he said, his voice low and steady"
76	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
77	"he said, his voice low and steady"
78	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
79	"he said, his voice low and steady"
80	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
81	"he said, his voice low and steady"
82	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
83	"he said, his voice low and steady"
84	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
85	"he said, his voice low and steady"
86	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
87	"he said, his voice low and steady"
88	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
89	"he said, his voice low and steady"
90	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
91	"he said, his voice low and steady"
92	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
93	"he said, his voice low and steady"
94	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
95	"he said, his voice low and steady"
96	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
97	"he said, his voice low and steady"
98	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
99	"he said, his voice low and steady"
100	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
101	"he said, his voice low and steady"
102	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
103	"he said, his voice low and steady"
104	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
105	"he said, his voice low and steady"
106	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
107	"he said, his voice low and steady"
108	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
109	"he said, his voice low and steady"
110	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
111	"he said, his voice low and steady"
112	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
113	"he said, his voice low and steady"
114	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
115	"he said, his voice low and steady"
116	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
117	"he said, his voice low and steady"
118	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
119	"he said, his voice low and steady"
120	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
121	"he said, his voice low and steady"
122	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
123	"he said, his voice low and steady"
124	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
125	"he said, his voice low and steady"
126	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
127	"he said, his voice low and steady"
128	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
129	"he said, his voice low and steady"
130	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
131	"he said, his voice low and steady"
132	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
133	"he said, his voice low and steady"
134	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
135	"he said, his voice low and steady"
136	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
137	"he said, his voice low and steady"
138	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
139	"he said, his voice low and steady"
140	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
141	"he said, his voice low and steady"
142	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
143	"he said, his voice low and steady"
144	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
145	"he said, his voice low and steady"
146	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
147	"he said, his voice low and steady"
148	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
149	"he said, his voice low and steady"
150	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
151	"he said, his voice low and steady"
152	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
153	"he said, his voice low and steady"
154	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
155	"he said, his voice low and steady"
156	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
157	"he said, his voice low and steady"
158	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
159	"he said, his voice low and steady"
160	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
161	"he said, his voice low and steady"
162	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
163	"he said, his voice low and steady"
164	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
165	"he said, his voice low and steady"
166	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
167	"he said, his voice low and steady"
168	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
169	"he said, his voice low and steady"
170	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
171	"he said, his voice low and steady"
172	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
173	"he said, his voice low and steady"
174	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
175	"he said, his voice low and steady"
176	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
177	"he said, his voice low and steady"
178	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
179	"he said, his voice low and steady"
180	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
181	"he said, his voice low and steady"
182	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
183	"he said, his voice low and steady"
184	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
185	"he said, his voice low and steady"
186	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
187	"he said, his voice low and steady"
188	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
189	"he said, his voice low and steady"
190	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
191	"he said, his voice low and steady"
192	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
193	"he said, his voice low and steady"
194	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
195	"he said, his voice low and steady"
196	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
197	"he said, his voice low and steady"
198	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
199	"he said, his voice low and steady"
200	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
201	"he said, his voice low and steady"
202	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
203	"he said, his voice low and steady"
204	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
205	"he said, his voice low and steady"
206	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
207	"he said, his voice low and steady"
208	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
209	"he said, his voice low and steady"
210	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
211	"he said, his voice low and steady"
212	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
213	"he said, his voice low and steady"
214	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
215	"he said, his voice low and steady"
216	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
217	"he said, his voice low and steady"
218	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
219	"he said, his voice low and steady"
220	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
221	"he said, his voice low and steady"
222	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
223	"he said, his voice low and steady"
224	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
225	"he said, his voice low and steady"
226	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
227	"he said, his voice low and steady"
228	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
229	"he said, his voice low and steady"
230	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
231	"he said, his voice low and steady"
232	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
233	"he said, his voice low and steady"
234	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
235	"he said, his voice low and steady"
236	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
237	"he said, his voice low and steady"
238	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
239	"he said, his voice low and steady"
240	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
241	"he said, his voice low and steady"
242	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
243	"he said, his voice low and steady"
244	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
245	"he said, his voice low and steady"
246	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
247	"he said, his voice low and steady"
248	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
249	"he said, his voice low and steady"
250	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
251	"he said, his voice low and steady"
252	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
253	"he said, his voice low and steady"
254	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
255	"he said, his voice low and steady"
256	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
257	"he said, his voice low and steady"
258	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
259	"he said, his voice low and steady"
260	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
261	"he said, his voice low and steady"
262	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
263	"he said, his voice low and steady"
264	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
265	"he said, his voice low and steady"
266	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
267	"he said, his voice low and steady"
268	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
269	"he said, his voice low and steady"
270	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
271	"he said, his voice low and steady"
272	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
273	"he said, his voice low and steady"
274	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
275	"he said, his voice low and steady"
276	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
277	"he said, his voice low and steady"
278	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
279	"he said, his voice low and steady"
280	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
281	"he said, his voice low and steady"
282	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
283	"he said, his voice low and steady"
284	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
285	"he said, his voice low and steady"
286	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
287	"he said, his voice low and steady"
288	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
289	"he said, his voice low and steady"
290	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
291	"he said, his voice low and steady"
292	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
293	"he said, his voice low and steady"
294	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
295	"he said, his voice low and steady"
296	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
297	"he said, his voice low and steady"
298	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
299	"he said, his voice low and steady"
300	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
301	"he said, his voice low and steady"
302	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
303	"he said, his voice low and steady"
304	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
305	"he said, his voice low and steady"
306	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
307	"he said, his voice low and steady"
308	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
309	"he said, his voice low and steady"
310	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
311	"he said, his voice low and steady"
312	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
313	"he said, his voice low and steady"
314	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
315	"he said, his voice low and steady"
316	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
317	"he said, his voice low and steady"
318	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
319	"he said, his voice low and steady"
320	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
321	"he said, his voice low and steady"
322	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
323	"he said, his voice low and steady"
324	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
325	"he said, his voice low and steady"
326	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
327	"he said, his voice low and steady"
328	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
329	"he said, his voice low and steady"
330	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
331	"he said, his voice low and steady"
332	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
333	"he said, his voice low and steady"
334	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
335	"he said, his voice low and steady"
336	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
337	"he said, his voice low and steady"
338	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
339	"he said, his voice low and steady"
340	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
341	"he said, his voice low and steady"
342	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
343	"he said, his voice low and steady"
344	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
345	"he said, his voice low and steady"
346	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
347	"he said, his voice low and steady"
348	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
349	"he said, his voice low and steady"
350	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
351	"he said, his voice low and steady"
352	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
353	"he said, his voice low and steady"
354	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
355	"he said, his voice low and steady"
356	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
357	"he said, his voice low and steady"
358	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
359	"he said, his voice low and steady"
360	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
361	"he said, his voice low and steady"
362	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
363	"he said, his voice low and steady"
364	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
365	"he said, his voice low and steady"
366	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
367	"he said, his voice low and steady"
368	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
369	"he said, his voice low and steady"
370	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
371	"he said, his voice low and steady"
372	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
373	"he said, his voice low and steady"
374	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
375	"he said, his voice low and steady"
376	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
377	"he said, his voice low and steady"
378	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
379	"he said, his voice low and steady"
380	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
381	"he said, his voice low and steady"
382	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
383	"he said, his voice low and steady"
384	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
385	"he said, his voice low and steady"
386	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
387	"he said, his voice low and steady"
388	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
389	"he said, his voice low and steady"
390	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
391	"he said, his voice low and steady"
392	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
393	"he said, his voice low and steady"
394	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
395	"he said, his voice low and steady"
396	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
397	"he said, his voice low and steady"
398	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
399	"he said, his voice low and steady"
400	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
401	"he said, his voice low and steady"
402	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
403	"he said, his voice low and steady"
404	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
405	"he said, his voice low and steady"
406	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
407	"he said, his voice low and steady"
408	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
409	"he said, his voice low and steady"
410	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
411	"he said, his voice low and steady"
412	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
413	"he said, his voice low and steady"
414	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
415	"he said, his voice low and steady"
416	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
417	"he said, his voice low and steady"
418	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
419	"he said, his voice low and steady"
420	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
421	"he said, his voice low and steady"
422	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
423	"he said, his voice low and steady"
424	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
425	"he said, his voice low and steady"
426	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
427	"he said, his voice low and steady"
428	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
429	"he said, his voice low and steady"
430	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
431	"he said, his voice low and steady"
432	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
433	"he said, his voice low and steady"
434	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
435	"he said, his voice low and steady"
436	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
437	"he said, his voice low and steady"
438	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
439	"he said, his voice low and steady"
440	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
441	"he said, his voice low and steady"
442	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
443	"he said, his voice low and steady"
444	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
445	"he said, his voice low and steady"
446	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
447	"he said, his voice low and steady"
448	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
449	"he said, his voice low and steady"
450	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
451	"he said, his voice low and steady"
452	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
453	"he said, his voice low and steady"
454	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
455	"he said, his voice low and steady"
456	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
457	"he said, his voice low and steady"
458	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
459	"he said, his voice low and steady"
460	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
461	"he said, his voice low and steady"
462	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
463	"he said, his voice low and steady"
464	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
465	"he said, his voice low and steady"
466	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
467	"he said, his voice low and steady"
468	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
469	"he said, his voice low and steady"
470	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
471	"he said, his voice low and steady"
472	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
473	"he said, his voice low and steady"
474	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
475	"he said, his voice low and steady"
476	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
477	"he said, his voice low and steady"
478	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
479	"he said, his voice low and steady"
480	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
481	"he said, his voice low and steady"
482	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
483	"he said, his voice low and steady"
484	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
485	"he said, his voice low and steady"
486	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
487	"he said, his voice low and steady"
488	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
489	"he said, his voice low and steady"
490	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
491	"he said, his voice low and steady"
492	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
493	"he said, his voice low and steady"
494	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
495	"he said, his voice low and steady"
496	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
497	"he said, his voice low and steady"
498	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
499	"he said, his voice low and steady"
500	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
501	"he said, his voice low and steady"
502	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
503	"he said, his voice low and steady"
504	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
505	"he said, his voice low and steady"
506	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
507	"he said, his voice low and steady"
508	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
509	"he said, his voice low and steady"
510	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
511	"he said, his voice low and steady"
512	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
513	"he said, his voice low and steady"
514	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
515	"he said, his voice low and steady"
516	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
517	"he said, his voice low and steady"
518	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
519	"he said, his voice low and steady"
520	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
521	"he said, his voice low and steady"
522	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
523	"he said, his voice low and steady"
524	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
525	"he said, his voice low and steady"
526	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
527	"he said, his voice low and steady"
528	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
529	"he said, his voice low and steady"
530	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
531	"he said, his voice low and steady"
532	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
533	"he said, his voice low and steady"
534	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
535	"he said, his voice low and steady"
536	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
537	"he said, his voice low and steady"
538	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
539	"he said, his voice low and steady"
540	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
541	"he said, his voice low and steady"
542	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
543	"he said, his voice low and steady"
544	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
545	"he said, his voice low and steady"
546	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
547	"he said, his voice low and steady"
548	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
549	"he said, his voice low and steady"
550	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
551	"he said, his voice low and steady"
552	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
553	"he said, his voice low and steady"
554	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
555	"he said, his voice low and steady"
556	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
557	"he said, his voice low and steady"
558	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
559	"he said, his voice low and steady"
560	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
561	"he said, his voice low and steady"
562	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
563	"he said, his voice low and steady"
564	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
565	"he said, his voice low and steady"
566	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
567	"he said, his voice low and steady"
568	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
569	"he said, his voice low and steady"
570	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
571	"he said, his voice low and steady"
572	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
573	"he said, his voice low and steady"
574	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
575	"he said, his voice low and steady"
576	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
577	"he said, his voice low and steady"
578	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
579	"he said, his voice low and steady"
580	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
581	"he said, his voice low and steady"
582	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
583	"he said, his voice low and steady"
584	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
585	"he said, his voice low and steady"
586	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
587	"he said, his voice low and steady"
588	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
589	"he said, his voice low and steady"
590	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
591	"he said, his voice low and steady"
592	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
593	"he said, his voice low and steady"
594	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
595	"he said, his voice low and steady"
596	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
597	"he said, his voice low and steady"
598	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
599	"he said, his voice low and steady"
600	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
601	"he said, his voice low and steady"
602	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
603	"he said, his voice low and steady"
604	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
605	"he said, his voice low and steady"
606	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
607	"he said, his voice low and steady"
608	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
609	"he said, his voice low and steady"
610	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
611	"he said, his voice low and steady"
612	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
613	"he said, his voice low and steady"
614	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
615	"he said, his voice low and steady"
616	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
617	"he said, his voice low and steady"
618	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
619	"he said, his voice low and steady"
620	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
621	"he said, his voice low and steady"
622	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
623	"he said, his voice low and steady"
624	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
625	"he said, his voice low and steady"
626	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
627	"he said, his voice low and steady"
628	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
629	"he said, his voice low and steady"
630	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
631	"he said, his voice low and steady"
632	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
633	"he said, his voice low and steady"
634	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
635	"he said, his voice low and steady"
636	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
637	"he said, his voice low and steady"
638	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
639	"he said, his voice low and steady"
640	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
641	"he said, his voice low and steady"
642	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
643	"he said, his voice low and steady"
644	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
645	"he said, his voice low and steady"
646	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
647	"he said, his voice low and steady"
648	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
649	"he said, his voice low and steady"
650	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
651	"he said, his voice low and steady"
652	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
653	"he said, his voice low and steady"
654	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
655	"he said, his voice low and steady"
656	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
657	"he said, his voice low and steady"
658	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
659	"he said, his voice low and steady"
660	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
661	"he said, his voice low and steady"
662	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
663	"he said, his voice low and steady"
664	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
665	"he said, his voice low and steady"
666	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
667	"he said, his voice low and steady"
668	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
669	"he said, his voice low and steady"
670	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
671	"he said, his voice low and steady"
672	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
673	"he said, his voice low and steady"
674	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
675	"he said, his voice low and steady"
676	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
677	"he said, his voice low and steady"
678	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
679	"he said, his voice low and steady"
680	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
681	"he said, his voice low and steady"
682	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
683	"he said, his voice low and steady"
684	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
685	"he said, his voice low and steady"
686	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
687	"he said, his voice low and steady"
688	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
689	"he said, his voice low and steady"
690	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
691	"he said, his voice low and steady"
692	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
693	"he said, his voice low and steady"
694	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
695	"he said, his voice low and steady"
696	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
697	"he said, his voice low and steady"
698	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
699	"he said, his voice low and steady"
700	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
701	"he said, his voice low and steady"
702	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
703	"he said, his voice low and steady"
704	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
705	"he said, his voice low and steady"
706	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
707	"he said, his voice low and steady"
708	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
709	"he said, his voice low and steady"
710	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
711	"he said, his voice low and steady"
712	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
713	"he said, his voice low and steady"
714	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
715	"he said, his voice low and steady"
716	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
717	"he said, his voice low and steady"
718	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
719	"he said, his voice low and steady"
720	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
721	"he said, his voice low and steady"
722	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
723	"he said, his voice low and steady"
724	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
725	"he said, his voice low and steady"
726	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
727	"he said, his voice low and steady"
728	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
729	"he said, his voice low and steady"
730	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
731	"he said, his voice low and steady"
732	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
733	"he said, his voice low and steady"
734	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
735	"he said, his voice low and steady"
736	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
737	"he said, his voice low and steady"
738	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
739	"he said, his voice low and steady"
740	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
741	"he said, his voice low and steady"
742	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
743	"he said, his voice low and steady"
744	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
745	"he said, his voice low and steady"
746	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
747	"he said, his voice low and steady"
748	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
749	"he said, his voice low and steady"
750	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
751	"he said, his voice low and steady"
752	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
753	"he said, his voice low and steady"
754	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
755	"he said, his voice low and steady"
756	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
757	"he said, his voice low and steady"
758	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
759	"he said, his voice low and steady"
760	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
761	"he said, his voice low and steady"
762	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
763	"he said, his voice low and steady"
764	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
765	"he said, his voice low and steady"
766	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
767	"he said, his voice low and steady"
768	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
769	"he said, his voice low and steady"
770	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
771	"he said, his voice low and steady"
772	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
773	"he said, his voice low and steady"
774	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
775	"he said, his voice low and steady"
776	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
777	"he said, his voice low and steady"
778	"he said, his voice echoing through the flat"
779	"he said, his voice low and steady"

100.00%

Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)

Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags

totalTags

782

fancyCount

fancyTags

0	"she breathed (breathe)"
1	"he acknowledged (acknowledge)"
2	"he continued (continue)"
3	"she interrupted (interrupt)"

dialogueSentences

1578

tagDensity

0.496

leniency

0.991

rawRatio

0.005

effectiveRatio

0.005

62.7910%