Run: 2026-02-20-01KHXPXAD9YGAADH2SVZ6G62JT

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Duration:
51.8s
Cost:
$0.005946
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Mistral

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System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Literary Fiction genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4413" name="Silas Blackwood" aliases="Silas, Si, the Spymaster" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Mentor"> <eyeColor>hazel</eyeColor> <hair>grey-streaked auburn</hair> <height>6'1"</height> <age>58</age> <beard>neatly trimmed, matching his grey-streaked auburn hair</beard> <limp>slight limp in his left leg from an old knee injury</limp> <signetRing>silver signet ring, always worn on his right hand</signetRing> <description>Silas is a retired intelligence operative turned bar owner. He carries himself with quiet authority.</description> <backstory>Former MI6 field agent who retired after a botched operation in Prague left him with a permanent knee injury. He opened "The Raven's Nest" bar in Soho as a front for his network of contacts.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the literary fiction genre. Two old friends who haven't seen each other in years run into each other unexpectedly at a bar. One of them has changed significantly. Through their conversation and the tension between who they were and who they've become, reveal the weight of time and unspoken regret. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The glass slipped through Rory’s fingers before she registered the shock. It hit the bar with a dull *thunk*, amber liquid bleeding across the polished mahogany. The bartender’s scowl lasted exactly half a second before his gaze flicked past her shoulder and his expression smoothed into something professional. Someone important had just walked in. She didn’t need to turn. The scent hit first—bergamot and gun oil, the same damn cologne he’d worn since she was sixteen. Then the weight of his presence, like a door sealing shut behind her. The air in The Raven’s Nest thickened. “Still can’t hold your whiskey, Carter?” The voice was the same. Rough-edged, the vowels clipped just so, like he’d spent too many years biting back words that wanted to escape. But when she turned, the rest of him wasn’t. Silas Blackwood had been a broad-shouldered shadow in her childhood, all sharp angles and restless energy. Now he moved like a man calculating the cost of every step, his left leg dragging just enough to make the limp noticeable. His auburn hair had surrendered to silver at the temples, and the lines around his mouth weren’t from smiling. Rory wiped her palm on her jeans. “Only when I’m ambushed by ghosts.” A ghost with a silver signet ring, glinting as he lifted his own glass—neat, no ice, because of course he still took it like medicine. He didn’t sit. Didn’t offer to buy her another. Just leaned against the bar, close enough that she could see the old scar bisecting his eyebrow, the one he’d gotten during that mess in Prague. The one he’d never talk about. “You look…” His hazel eyes flicked over her—black hair longer than he’d ever allowed, the delivery jacket with the Golden Empress logo peeling at the edges, the crescent scar on her wrist peeking out from under her sleeve. “Alive.” She laughed, sharp and humourless. “High praise from you.” Silas took a slow sip. The ice in his glass hadn’t even begun to melt. “I heard about Evan.” The name landed like a stone in the silence. Rory’s fingers twitched toward the scar on her wrist, the one Evan had “accidentally” given her with a kitchen knife and a smile. “Did you? Funny how news travels.” “Not funny.” His voice dropped. “Not when it’s my bar you’re drinking in.” She turned fully toward him, elbows on the bar. “Your bar. Right. Because a man like you would never just *retire*.” The muscle in his jaw jumped. “Careful, Rory.” “Or what? You’ll revoke my membership?” She gestured at the room—the maps yellowed with age, the photographs of places that didn’t exist anymore, the green neon sign outside that only ever flickered when someone interesting walked in. “Last I checked, this wasn’t MI6’s London annex.” Silas set his glass down. The sound was precise. Controlled. “No. It’s where people come when they don’t want to be found.” The words hung there, heavy as the smoke curling from the ashtray between them. Rory reached for it, tapped her cigarette free of its filter, and lit it with hands that didn’t shake. Not much, anyway. “And yet here you are. Found.” He exhaled through his nose. “I own the place.” “Convenient.” Silas flagged down the bartender—a silent lift of two fingers—and a fresh whiskey appeared in front of Rory. She didn’t thank him. Didn’t drink it. Just watched the amber liquid catch the light, the way it made the cracks in the glass look like veins. “You left Cardiff,” he said. “Observant.” “Your father’s still asking after you.” That got her. Rory’s grip tightened around the glass. “Bullshit.” “He calls every Christmas.” Silas’s voice was even. Too even. “Says if I see you, to tell you the door’s open.” The cigarette burned between her fingers. “You always were a terrible liar.” “Am I?” He finally turned to face her, the full weight of his attention like a blade unsheathed. “Because I seem to recall a girl who used to sneak into my flat at three AM, claiming she was ‘just passing by.’ A girl who could lie to her father’s face about where she’d been, but never to me.” Rory stubbed out the cigarette. “People change.” “Do they?” His signet ring tapped against the bar. Once. Twice. “Or do they just get better at hiding?” The whiskey was warm in her throat. She swallowed it like punishment. “What do you want, Silas?” For the first time, something flickered in his eyes. Not anger. Not amusement. Something older. “I want to know why you’re here.” “Because the rent’s cheap and the landlord’s a recluse.” She jerked her chin toward the ceiling. “Your flat’s still got the best view in Soho.” “You’re living *above* me.” “Poetic, isn’t it?” She drained the glass. “The prodigal daughter, right under the spymaster’s nose.” Silas’s hand closed over her wrist. Not hard. Just enough. His thumb brushed the scar there, the one Evan had called an “accident,” the one Silas had seen the first time it happened and said nothing. His grip was warm. Steady. “You’re not a daughter to me, Rory.” The air left her lungs. He let go. The bartender chose that moment to slide a bowl of peanuts between them. Silas didn’t look at him. Didn’t look at her. Just picked up his glass again, the ice finally beginning to crack. “You’re working for Cheung.” Not a question. Rory flexed her fingers. “Part-time.” “Delivering food.” “And the occasional envelope.” She watched his face. “You know how it is. Odd jobs for odd people.” Silas’s laugh was a dry, humourless thing. “Christ. You’re running messages for the Triads now?” “Only the ones who tip well.” She leaned in, close enough to see the stubble silvering his jaw. “You should try it. Get out of this tomb. Meet new people.” His expression didn’t change. But his fingers whitened around the glass. “This ‘tomb’ keeps people alive.” “Does it?” Rory glanced at the photographs on the wall—a street in Berlin, 1989; a café in Beirut, 1993; a bridge in Prague, 2001. All places Silas had been. All places that had left marks on him. “Or does it just give them a place to hide?” The silence stretched. Somewhere in the back, a door creaked open. The secret room. Someone was coming. Silas didn’t look away from her. “You should go.” Rory picked up the fresh whiskey. “I’m just getting started.” The door at the end of the bar swung open. A woman in a tailored coat stepped out, her heels clicking against the wood. She had a face like a blade—sharp cheekbones, darker skin, eyes that missed nothing. Her gaze landed on Silas first, then Rory. Assessing. Dismissing. “Blackwood.” Her voice was smooth, accented with something Eastern European. “We have a problem.” Silas didn’t move. Didn’t even blink. “This isn’t the time, Anika.” “It’s *exactly* the time.” She slid a manila envelope across the bar. It stopped just short of Rory’s elbow. “The Prague file’s been accessed.” Rory didn’t reach for it. Didn’t breathe. Silas’s hand covered the envelope. “Not here.” Anika’s lips thinned. “Fine. But *she* leaves.” Her gaze flicked to Rory. “Now.” Rory swirled her whiskey. “I’m not your problem.” “Aren’t you?” Anika’s smile was all teeth. “Funny. Silas mentioned a *Carter* once. Bright girl. Reckless. Disappeared after a boyfriend got handsy.” She tilted her head. “You look like someone who’d hold a grudge.” Silas’s voice cut through the tension like a wire. “Enough.” Anika didn’t flinch. But she stepped back. “Five minutes. Then we talk.” The door swung shut behind her. Rory exhaled. “You’ve got terrible taste in colleagues.” “And you’ve got a death wish.” Silas’s fingers drummed against the envelope. “That file—” “Is none of my business.” She finished the whiskey in one burn. “But Evan is.” The name hung between them, toxic. Silas’s jaw worked. “He’s in Holloway.” Rory’s stomach dropped. “Since when?” “Three months.” His voice was flat. “Assault. Broken ribs. Hospital stay. The works.” She should’ve felt triumph. Relief. Something. Instead, her hands were steady as she set the glass down. “You put him there.” “No.” Silas’s eyes were dark. “*You* did.” The envelope crackled as he slid it toward her. Inside, she knew, would be photos. Names. A trail leading straight to the man who’d spent two years teaching her how to flinch. The man she’d left bleeding in a Cardiff alley, his screams swallowed by the rain. Rory didn’t open it. Silas’s signet ring glinted as he tapped the bar. “You want him to stay in prison, Aurora? Or do you want to finish what you started?” The green neon sign outside flickered. Somewhere in the distance, a siren wailed. Rory picked up the envelope. The weight of it was nothing compared to the weight of his gaze. “What’s the job?”
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags18
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences80
tagDensity0.225
leniency0.45
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1481
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0"Blackwood"
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
42.61% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1481
totalAiIsms17
found
0
word"flicked"
count3
1
word"weight"
count4
2
word"calculating"
count1
3
word"glinting"
count1
4
word"eyebrow"
count1
5
word"silence"
count2
6
word"flickered"
count3
7
word"tension"
count1
8
word"stomach"
count1
highlights
0"flicked"
1"weight"
2"calculating"
3"glinting"
4"eyebrow"
5"silence"
6"flickered"
7"tension"
8"stomach"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"stomach dropped/sank"
count1
highlights
0"stomach dropped"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences134
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences134
filterMatches
0"look"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences191
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen40
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans7
markdownWords7
totalWords1471
ratio0.005
matches
0"thunk"
1"retire"
2"above"
3"exactly"
4"she"
5"Carter"
6"You"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions8
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
33.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions60
wordCount1046
uniqueNames16
maxNameDensity1.82
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity4
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Rory19
Raven1
Nest1
Blackwood1
Prague2
Golden1
Empress1
Evan2
Silas19
Berlin1
Beirut1
Eastern1
European1
Cardiff1
Didn5
Anika3
persons
0"Rory"
1"Nest"
2"Blackwood"
3"Evan"
4"Silas"
5"Anika"
places
0"Raven"
1"Prague"
2"Berlin"
3"Beirut"
4"Cardiff"
globalScore0.592
windowScore0.333
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences68
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"appeared in front of Rory"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1471
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences191
matches
0"chose that moment"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs76
mean19.36
std17.25
cv0.891
sampleLengths
054
142
26
391
413
566
639
79
819
938
1013
1121
128
1345
1422
1542
169
171
1845
195
201
216
2210
2321
2412
2558
267
2719
2817
2922
3025
314
3215
3348
345
353
3638
378
382
3918
4015
4130
4216
4347
4417
459
4610
4710
4838
4914
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences134
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs183
matches
0"was coming"
38.15% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount8
semicolonCount2
flaggedSentences7
totalSentences191
ratio0.037
matches
0"The scent hit first—bergamot and gun oil, the same damn cologne he’d worn since she was sixteen."
1"A ghost with a silver signet ring, glinting as he lifted his own glass—neat, no ice, because of course he still took it like medicine."
2"“You look…” His hazel eyes flicked over her—black hair longer than he’d ever allowed, the delivery jacket with the Golden Empress logo peeling at the edges, the crescent scar on her wrist peeking out from under her sleeve."
3"“Or what? You’ll revoke my membership?” She gestured at the room—the maps yellowed with age, the photographs of places that didn’t exist anymore, the green neon sign outside that only ever flickered when someone interesting walked in."
4"Silas flagged down the bartender—a silent lift of two fingers—and a fresh whiskey appeared in front of Rory."
5"“Does it?” Rory glanced at the photographs on the wall—a street in Berlin, 1989; a café in Beirut, 1993; a bridge in Prague, 2001."
6"She had a face like a blade—sharp cheekbones, darker skin, eyes that missed nothing."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1056
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount42
adverbRatio0.03977272727272727
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.004734848484848485
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences191
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences191
mean7.7
std6.76
cv0.877
sampleLengths
011
115
222
36
45
517
613
77
86
95
1019
119
1216
1323
1419
157
166
1725
183
196
2026
216
2238
231
245
254
265
2710
284
299
3023
316
325
338
349
3512
366
372
3837
398
405
414
421
4312
4414
4519
463
476
485
494
61.08% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats5
diversityRatio0.38219895287958117
totalSentences191
uniqueOpeners73
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount7
totalSentences116
matches
0"Then the weight of his"
1"Just leaned against the bar,"
2"Just watched the amber liquid"
3"Just picked up his glass"
4"Somewhere in the back, a"
5"Instead, her hands were steady"
6"Somewhere in the distance, a"
ratio0.06
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount32
totalSentences116
matches
0"It hit the bar with"
1"She didn’t need to turn."
2"His auburn hair had surrendered"
3"He didn’t sit."
4"His hazel eyes flicked over"
5"She laughed, sharp and humourless."
6"His voice dropped"
7"She turned fully toward him,"
8"She gestured at the room—the"
9"He exhaled through his nose."
10"She didn’t thank him."
11"He finally turned to face"
12"His signet ring tapped against"
13"She swallowed it like punishment."
14"She jerked her chin toward"
15"She drained the glass"
16"His thumb brushed the scar"
17"His grip was warm."
18"He let go."
19"She watched his face"
ratio0.276
54.83% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount94
totalSentences116
matches
0"The glass slipped through Rory’s"
1"It hit the bar with"
2"The bartender’s scowl lasted exactly"
3"Someone important had just walked"
4"She didn’t need to turn."
5"The scent hit first—bergamot and"
6"The air in The Raven’s"
7"The voice was the same."
8"Silas Blackwood had been a"
9"His auburn hair had surrendered"
10"Rory wiped her palm on"
11"A ghost with a silver"
12"He didn’t sit."
13"The one he’d never talk"
14"His hazel eyes flicked over"
15"She laughed, sharp and humourless."
16"Silas took a slow sip."
17"The ice in his glass"
18"The name landed like a"
19"Rory’s fingers twitched toward the"
ratio0.81
43.10% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences116
matches
0"Now he moved like a"
ratio0.009
60.44% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences26
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"Rough-edged, the vowels clipped just so, like he’d spent too many years biting back words that wanted to escape."
1"Rory reached for it, tapped her cigarette free of its filter, and lit it with hands that didn’t shake."
2"She had a face like a blade—sharp cheekbones, darker skin, eyes that missed nothing."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags18
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags1
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences80
tagDensity0.013
leniency0.025
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
87.7846%