Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY850TNBZNR86A6JZK5JQMW

Run Details

Duration:
2m 7s
Cost:
$0.011208
Provider:
Seed

Model input

System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Fantasy 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="4418" name="Nyx" aliases="Nyx, the Shadow, Nightwhisper" pronouns="they/them" species="Shade" storyRole="Wild Card"> <eyeColor>faintly glowing violet</eyeColor> <height>approximately 6'2" in solid form</height> <age>ageless</age> <form>humanoid silhouette of living shadow, can shift between solid and incorporeal</form> <voice>sounds like a whisper carried on the wind</voice> <description>A being of living shadow, existing between the mortal plane and the spaces between realms.</description> <backstory>Nyx was once a human sorcerer named Aldric who became trapped between realms during a failed summoning ritual in 1643. They now exist as a Shade, bound to the mortal plane but able to slip between shadows.</backstory> </character> <character id="4424" name="Isolde Varga" aliases="Isolde, the Seer" pronouns="she/her" species="Half-Fae" storyRole="Oracle"> <eyeColor>pale lavender</eyeColor> <hair>silver, reaching her waist</hair> <height>5'5"</height> <age>300 years old</age> <appearance>ethereal, ageless</appearance> <speech>speaks in riddles</speech> <footprints>leaves no footprints when she walks</footprints> <compulsion>cannot lie (Fae compulsion) but can mislead</compulsion> <description>A Half-Fae seer exiled from the Fae Courts for sharing visions with mortals.</description> <backstory>She now lives in a hidden grove in Richmond Park, offering cryptic prophecies to those who seek her out.</backstory> </character> <location id="853" name="Dymas (Gluttony)" aliases="Dymas, gluttony, Dymasian" realm="Hel" sin="Gluttony"> <ruler>Prince Belphegor</ruler> <skyColor>warm amber</skyColor> <description>A place of excess and indulgence. Sprawling vineyards, orchards, and gardens provide exotic ingredients for master chefs — often helbound souls contracted from Earth. Grand feasts and culinary competitions are common.</description> </location> <location id="861" name="The Fae Grove" aliases="Isolde's grove, Richmond grove, the Grove" realm="Earth (Fae-touched)"> <parkLocation>Richmond Park</parkLocation> <standingStones>ancient oak standing stones mark the boundary</standingStones> <timeBehavior>time moves differently — an hour inside can be minutes or days outside</timeBehavior> <flora>wildflowers bloom year-round</flora> <description>A hidden clearing that exists in a pocket between Earth and the Fae realm.</description> </location> <item id="2001" name="Heartstone Pendant" aliases="the pendant, Heartstone" type="Artifact" origin="Dymas"> <gemstoneColor>deep crimson</gemstoneColor> <chainMaterial>silver chain</chainMaterial> <size>roughly the size of a thumbnail</size> <behavior>pulses faintly with warmth when near a Hel portal</behavior> <glow>faint inner glow</glow> <description>Given to Aurora by an unknown benefactor.</description> </item> <item id="2006" name="Fae-Forged Blade" aliases="the Fae blade, Isolde's gift" type="Weapon" origin="The Fae Courts"> <material>moonsilver</material> <shape>slender, leaf-shaped dagger</shape> <temperature>always cold to the touch</temperature> <glow>faintly luminescent in moonlight</glow> <power>can cut through magical wards; particularly effective against demons</power> <givenTo>given to Aurora by Isolde as a gift</givenTo> <description>A weapon of the Fae Courts, rare and highly coveted.</description> </item> <lore id="7001" name="The Veil" aliases="the Veil, the Barrier, the Boundary" category="Cosmology"> <solsticeEffect>weakens during the winter solstice, strengthens during the summer solstice</solsticeEffect> <appearance>faint shimmering distortion visible only to those with supernatural sight</appearance> <monitoring>rift points (tears in the Veil) are monitored by the Wardens</monitoring> <description>The Veil is the metaphysical barrier separating Earth from Hel and the Fae Realms.</description> </lore> </codex> <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 fantasy genre. A small group enters an ancient, otherworldly place for the first time. The environment is alien and wondrous. Describe their exploration — what they see, hear, and feel as they move deeper. Include moments of discovery, unease, and wonder. Let the world-building emerge through the characters' experience rather than exposition. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters, setting, and lore. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
Aurora yanked her delivery bag free from a gnarled thorn bush, the Golden Empress’ soy sauce sachets crinkling inside. She’d ditched her bike by Richmond Park’s iron gates ten minutes prior—at Isolde’s sharp gesture—after the Heartstone Pendant around her neck flared warm enough to burn through her cotton shirt. The small crescent scar on her left wrist tugged as she adjusted the bag’s strap; a childhood reminder of how quickly calm could snap into chaos. Nyx loomed beside her, their 6’2” solid form rippling like heat haze over tarmac. Faintly glowing violet eyes fixed on the tree line ahead. “The grove’s boundary hums,” they whispered, their voice carrying like wind through a cracked window. Aurora didn’t flinch—she’d grown used to Nyx’s sudden observations in the week since they’d latched onto her after a Hel portal opened outside her flat above Silas’ bar. Isolde led the way, her silver waist-length hair catching no light, her feet leaving no prints in the dewy grass. The half-Fae’s ethereal frame moved with the sort of grace that made Aurora’s delivery route sprints feel clumsy. When they reached the ancient oak standing stones marking the grove’s edge, Isolde paused. She ran a pale hand over one stone’s rough, weathered surface—carvings of Fae knots winding into each other, their edges glowing faintly when her skin touched them. Aurora stepped forward, her boot brushing a cluster of wildflowers at the stone’s base. Bluebells, daisies, and poppies bloomed together, their scents mixing into a heady blend of honey and clover. Pine stung her nostrils from the nearby wood. She’d never seen flowers bloom out of season in Richmond Park before—another clue that Isolde’s grove was no ordinary clearing. When she crossed the stone line, a jolt hit her. She stumbled, grabbing Nyx’s arm for balance. Their form flickered, shifting into incorporeal shadow for a split second before solidifying again. “The Veil’s thin here,” Nyx said. “Mortal flesh strains against the pocket between realms.” Aurora fished her phone from her pocket. The screen was black—no charge, even though she’d plugged it into the Golden Empress’ counter an hour prior. She pressed the power button three times. Nothing. “My phone died. Was at 80 percent five minutes ago.” Isolde turned, her pale lavender eyes crinkling at the corners. “Clocks tick for mortals. Roots tick for the grove.” She didn’t lie—Aurora knew the half-Fae’s compulsion—but the riddle left her scrambling for answers. Her cool-headed nature kicked in; she tucked the phone back into her pocket and adjusted the Heartstone Pendant. It pulsed faintly against her chest, warmer than before. They moved deeper into the grove. The trees clustered closer, their branches weaving a canopy that blocked out most of the sky. Glowing green moss clung to their trunks, casting a soft light over the path. Aurora’s delivery bag felt heavier—she’d forgotten about the leftover spring rolls she’d stashed inside for lunch. When she glanced at her watch (a cheap plastic one from a Cardiff charity shop), the hands spun wildly before freezing at 3:17. Unease pricked at her. She’d only been in the grove for a few minutes, but she felt like hours had passed. Nyx’s form flickered again, their shadowy frame shrinking. “Winter solstice nears,” they whispered. “The Veil weakens. Dymas’ tendrils creep through rifts like ivy.” Aurora’s mind jumped to the notes she’d scribbled in her notebook—Dymas, the realm of gluttony, ruled by Prince Belphegor. The Heartstone Pendant had come from there, a gift from an unknown benefactor. She’d noticed it pulsing near Richmond Park every morning on her delivery route, a sign that a Hel portal was nearby. “You said Belphegor’s chefs hunt mortal souls for feasts,” she said to Nyx. “Is that why the Heartstone’s glowing?” Nyx nodded. “The pendant calls to its origin. Dymasian attendants will track it here.” Isolde stopped by a circular clearing, her silver hair cascading over her shoulders. She pulled a slender, leaf-shaped dagger from her belt—moonsilver, its blade cold enough to make Aurora’s fingers tingle when she took it. “This cuts through magical wards,” Isolde said. “Particularly effective against demons.” It was the Fae-Forged Blade, the one she’d promised to give Aurora if she agreed to hear her prophecy. Aurora turned the dagger over in her hand. The moonsilver glowed faintly in the moss light. She thought of her abusive ex Evan, of fleeing Cardiff to London, of Eva’s frantic text that had brought her to the city. She’d never held a weapon before, but her quick out-of-the-box thinking told her she’d need it soon. “Why help me?” she asked Isolde. “Visions bind us.” “Your exile—did you share a vision of me with the Fae Courts?” Isolde’s gaze darted to the trees. “Fae Courts hate mortal ties. They banished me for sharing truths they dared not face.” Nyx’s form flickered again, this time staying in incorporeal shadow. “She saw you opening a Hel portal. A portal that would let Dymas’ chefs flood London’s streets for mortal souls.” Aurora’s breath caught. She’d always thought the Heartstone was a protection charm—now it seemed like a beacon. She pressed the pendant harder against her chest. It pulsed brighter, warm enough to make her wince. “That’s not all,” Nyx whispered. “The grove’s time shift hides a rift. An hour here is a day outside. Your flat above Silas’ bar—Silas is looking for you. He’s found Evan’s old phone number.” Aurora’s cool facade cracked for a split second. She’d left Evan in Cardiff, but she’d always feared he’d track her to London. She tucked the Fae blade into her delivery bag’s side pocket. “I need to leave. Check on Silas.” Isolde shook her head. “You can’t leave yet. The rift is about to open.” Aurora turned toward the clearing’s edge. She spotted a faint shimmer in the air—the Veil’s distortion, visible only to those with supernatural sight. Copper stung her nostrils. Blood. Recent. She stepped forward, her boot crunching on a pile of dry leaves. The shimmer grew brighter. A low roar echoed through the grove. Nyx’s whisper cut through the noise: “Dymasian attendant. Helbound soul, contracted to hunt the Heartstone.” A bloated figure burst through the rift. Its skin was gray, its belly protruding from a tattered chef’s coat. It carried a large cleaver, its blade dripping with a thick, syrupy liquid. “The Heartstone,” it roared, its voice like gravel in a bucket. “Prince Belphegor wants it back.” Aurora grabbed the Fae blade from her bag. She stepped forward, her feet planted firmly on the grass. The attendant lunged, its cleaver swinging toward her head. She dodged, the blade slicing through a nearby flower bush. Petals flew into the air. The attendant swatted her delivery bag aside. The soy sauce sachets crinkled, then burst—dark liquid spreading across the grass. The attendant slipped, its boot sliding in the sauce. It fell to one knee, but it reached for the Heartstone around Aurora’s neck. Aurora raised the Fae blade. She was about to strike when the attendant’s hand wrapped around her wrist—the same wrist with the crescent scar. It squeezed, hard enough to make her gasp. The Heartstone pulsed brighter, its crimson glow illuminating the attendant’s gray face. Then, a new roar echoed through the grove. Another Dymasian attendant burst through the rift, its cleaver raised. Aurora’s eyes widened. She’d only prepared for one. The first attendant pulled her closer, its breath reeking of rotting fruit and wine. The second attendant swung its cleaver toward her chest, its blade whistling through the air as it aimed for the Heartstone hanging around her neck.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags22
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"Nyx’s form flickered again [again]"
dialogueSentences28
tagDensity0.786
leniency1
rawRatio0.045
effectiveRatio0.045
96.09% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1279
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"quickly"
count1
highlights
0"quickly"
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)
37.45% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1279
totalAiIsms16
found
0
word"reminder"
count1
1
word"loomed"
count1
2
word"flickered"
count3
3
word"pulsed"
count3
4
word"cascading"
count1
5
word"charm"
count1
6
word"beacon"
count1
7
word"facade"
count1
8
word"echoed"
count2
9
word"whisper"
count1
10
word"firmly"
count1
highlights
0"reminder"
1"loomed"
2"flickered"
3"pulsed"
4"cascading"
5"charm"
6"beacon"
7"facade"
8"echoed"
9"whisper"
10"firmly"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
highlights
0"eyes widened"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences40
matches(empty)
71.43% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount2
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences40
filterMatches
0"feel"
1"watch"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences43
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen82
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1256
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions14
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
69.76% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions76
wordCount997
uniqueNames22
maxNameDensity1.6
worstName"Aurora"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Aurora"
discoveredNames
Golden2
Richmond3
Park3
Isolde10
Heartstone6
Pendant2
Aurora16
Fae6
Nyx9
Cardiff3
Dymas1
Prince1
Belphegor1
Hel1
Fae-Forged1
Blade1
Evan3
London2
Eva1
Veil1
Helbound1
Dymasian2
persons
0"Isolde"
1"Heartstone"
2"Pendant"
3"Aurora"
4"Fae"
5"Nyx"
6"Prince"
7"Belphegor"
8"Blade"
9"Evan"
10"Eva"
11"Veil"
places
0"Golden"
1"Richmond"
2"Park"
3"Cardiff"
4"London"
globalScore0.698
windowScore0.833
63.79% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences29
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"felt like hours had passed. Nyx’s form"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1256
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences43
matches(empty)
61.27% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs26
mean48.31
std17.61
cv0.364
sampleLengths
075
167
279
359
445
543
660
775
844
972
1014
1165
1256
1342
1430
1534
1634
1740
1814
1941
2026
2148
2242
2342
2444
2565
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences40
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs176
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount12
semicolonCount2
flaggedSentences13
totalSentences43
ratio0.302
matches
0"She’d ditched her bike by Richmond Park’s iron gates ten minutes prior—at Isolde’s sharp gesture—after the Heartstone Pendant around her neck flared warm enough to burn through her cotton shirt."
1"The small crescent scar on her left wrist tugged as she adjusted the bag’s strap; a childhood reminder of how quickly calm could snap into chaos."
2"Isolde led the way, her silver waist-length hair catching no light, her feet leaving no prints in the dewy grass. The half-Fae’s ethereal frame moved with the sort of grace that made Aurora’s delivery route sprints feel clumsy. When they reached the ancient oak standing stones marking the grove’s edge, Isolde paused. She ran a pale hand over one stone’s rough, weathered surface—carvings of Fae knots winding into each other, their edges glowing faintly when her skin touched them."
3"Aurora stepped forward, her boot brushing a cluster of wildflowers at the stone’s base. Bluebells, daisies, and poppies bloomed together, their scents mixing into a heady blend of honey and clover. Pine stung her nostrils from the nearby wood. She’d never seen flowers bloom out of season in Richmond Park before—another clue that Isolde’s grove was no ordinary clearing."
4"Aurora fished her phone from her pocket. The screen was black—no charge, even though she’d plugged it into the Golden Empress’ counter an hour prior. She pressed the power button three times. Nothing. “My phone died."
5"Roots tick for the grove.” She didn’t lie—Aurora knew the half-Fae’s compulsion—but the riddle left her scrambling for answers. Her cool-headed nature kicked in; she tucked the phone back into her pocket and adjusted the Heartstone Pendant. It pulsed faintly against her chest, warmer than before."
6"They moved deeper into the grove. The trees clustered closer, their branches weaving a canopy that blocked out most of the sky. Glowing green moss clung to their trunks, casting a soft light over the path. Aurora’s delivery bag felt heavier—she’d forgotten about the leftover spring rolls she’d stashed inside for lunch. When she glanced at her watch (a cheap plastic one from a Cardiff charity shop), the hands spun wildly before freezing at 3:17."
7"Aurora’s mind jumped to the notes she’d scribbled in her notebook—Dymas, the realm of gluttony, ruled by Prince Belphegor. The Heartstone Pendant had come from there, a gift from an unknown benefactor. She’d noticed it pulsing near Richmond Park every morning on her delivery route, a sign that a Hel portal was nearby. “You said Belphegor’s chefs hunt mortal souls for feasts,” she said to Nyx. “Is that why the Heartstone’s glowing?”"
8"Isolde stopped by a circular clearing, her silver hair cascading over her shoulders. She pulled a slender, leaf-shaped dagger from her belt—moonsilver, its blade cold enough to make Aurora’s fingers tingle when she took it. “This cuts through magical wards,” Isolde said. “Particularly effective against demons.” It was the Fae-Forged Blade, the one she’d promised to give Aurora if she agreed to hear her prophecy."
9"Aurora’s breath caught. She’d always thought the Heartstone was a protection charm—now it seemed like a beacon. She pressed the pendant harder against her chest. It pulsed brighter, warm enough to make her wince."
10"Aurora turned toward the clearing’s edge. She spotted a faint shimmer in the air—the Veil’s distortion, visible only to those with supernatural sight. Copper stung her nostrils. Blood. Recent. She stepped forward, her boot crunching on a pile of dry leaves."
11"The attendant swatted her delivery bag aside. The soy sauce sachets crinkled, then burst—dark liquid spreading across the grass. The attendant slipped, its boot sliding in the sauce. It fell to one knee, but it reached for the Heartstone around Aurora’s neck."
12"Aurora raised the Fae blade. She was about to strike when the attendant’s hand wrapped around her wrist—the same wrist with the crescent scar. It squeezed, hard enough to make her gasp. The Heartstone pulsed brighter, its crimson glow illuminating the attendant’s gray face."
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount658
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"slender, leaf-shaped dagger"
adverbCount21
adverbRatio0.031914893617021274
lyAdverbCount6
lyAdverbRatio0.00911854103343465
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences43
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences43
mean29.21
std22.99
cv0.787
sampleLengths
019
130
226
367
479
559
645
736
87
914
1046
1175
1237
137
1472
158
166
1765
1856
196
203
2112
2211
2310
2417
2513
2634
2712
287
299
306
3137
323
338
346
3541
3619
377
3848
3942
4042
4144
4265
85.27% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats0
diversityRatio0.5116279069767442
totalSentences43
uniqueOpeners22
90.09% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences37
matches
0"Then, a new roar echoed"
ratio0.027
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount6
totalSentences37
matches
0"She’d ditched her bike by"
1"They moved deeper into the"
2"she asked Isolde"
3"They banished me for sharing"
4"Your flat above"
5"He’s found Evan’s old phone"
ratio0.162
14.05% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount33
totalSentences37
matches
0"Aurora yanked her delivery bag"
1"She’d ditched her bike by"
2"The small crescent scar on"
3"Nyx loomed beside her, their"
4"Isolde led the way, her"
5"Aurora stepped forward, her boot"
6"Aurora fished her phone from"
7"Isolde turned, her pale lavender"
8"Roots tick for the"
9"They moved deeper into the"
10"Unease pricked at her. She’d"
11"Aurora’s mind jumped to the"
12"Dymasian attendants will track it"
13"Isolde stopped by a circular"
14"Aurora turned the dagger over"
15"she asked Isolde"
16"Isolde’s gaze darted to the"
17"They banished me for sharing"
18"Nyx’s form flickered again, this"
19"A portal that would let"
ratio0.892
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences37
matches(empty)
ratio0
0.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences12
technicalSentenceCount7
matches
0"Isolde led the way, her silver waist-length hair catching no light, her feet leaving no prints in the dewy grass. The half-Fae’s ethereal frame moved with the s…"
1"Aurora stepped forward, her boot brushing a cluster of wildflowers at the stone’s base. Bluebells, daisies, and poppies bloomed together, their scents mixing in…"
2"They moved deeper into the grove. The trees clustered closer, their branches weaving a canopy that blocked out most of the sky. Glowing green moss clung to thei…"
3"Aurora turned the dagger over in her hand. The moonsilver glowed faintly in the moss light. She thought of her abusive ex Evan, of fleeing Cardiff to London, of…"
4"Aurora grabbed the Fae blade from her bag. She stepped forward, her feet planted firmly on the grass. The attendant lunged, its cleaver swinging toward her head…"
5"The attendant swatted her delivery bag aside. The soy sauce sachets crinkled, then burst—dark liquid spreading across the grass. The attendant slipped, its boot…"
6"Then, a new roar echoed through the grove. Another Dymasian attendant burst through the rift, its cleaver raised. Aurora’s eyes widened. She’d only prepared for…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags16
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags2
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"Nyx whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences28
tagDensity0.071
leniency0.143
rawRatio0.5
effectiveRatio0.071
79.4404%