Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY8C1ZDT5B9ZHV3310BF9X6

Run Details

Duration:
28.6s
Cost:
$0.001916
Provider:
xAI

Model input

System
You are an expert fiction writer. Always keep the following rules in mind: - Write in past tense and use General English spelling, grammar, and colloquialisms/slang. - Write in active voice - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. - Avoid adverbs and cliches and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Convey events and story through dialogue. - Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. - Skip "he/she said said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech - Avoid mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or add unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Reduce indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" When writing text: - NEVER conclude the scene on your own, follow the beat instructions very closely. - NEVER end with foreshadowing. - NEVER write further than what I prompt you with. - AVOID imagining possible endings, NEVER deviate from the instructions. - STOP EARLY if the continuation contains what was required in the instructions. You do not need to fill out the full amount of words possible.
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4418" name="Nyx" aliases="Nyx, the Shadow, Nightwhisper" pronouns="they/them" species="Shade" storyRole="Wild Card"> <eyeColor>faintly glowing violet</eyeColor> <height>approximately 6'2" in solid form</height> <age>ageless</age> <form>humanoid silhouette of living shadow, can shift between solid and incorporeal</form> <voice>sounds like a whisper carried on the wind</voice> <description>A being of living shadow, existing between the mortal plane and the spaces between realms.</description> <backstory>Nyx was once a human sorcerer named Aldric who became trapped between realms during a failed summoning ritual in 1643. They now exist as a Shade, bound to the mortal plane but able to slip between shadows.</backstory> </character> <character id="4424" name="Isolde Varga" aliases="Isolde, the Seer" pronouns="she/her" species="Half-Fae" storyRole="Oracle"> <eyeColor>pale lavender</eyeColor> <hair>silver, reaching her waist</hair> <height>5'5"</height> <age>300 years old</age> <appearance>ethereal, ageless</appearance> <speech>speaks in riddles</speech> <footprints>leaves no footprints when she walks</footprints> <compulsion>cannot lie (Fae compulsion) but can mislead</compulsion> <description>A Half-Fae seer exiled from the Fae Courts for sharing visions with mortals.</description> <backstory>She now lives in a hidden grove in Richmond Park, offering cryptic prophecies to those who seek her out.</backstory> </character> <location id="853" name="Dymas (Gluttony)" aliases="Dymas, gluttony, Dymasian" realm="Hel" sin="Gluttony"> <ruler>Prince Belphegor</ruler> <skyColor>warm amber</skyColor> <description>A place of excess and indulgence. Sprawling vineyards, orchards, and gardens provide exotic ingredients for master chefs — often helbound souls contracted from Earth. Grand feasts and culinary competitions are common.</description> </location> <location id="861" name="The Fae Grove" aliases="Isolde's grove, Richmond grove, the Grove" realm="Earth (Fae-touched)"> <parkLocation>Richmond Park</parkLocation> <standingStones>ancient oak standing stones mark the boundary</standingStones> <timeBehavior>time moves differently — an hour inside can be minutes or days outside</timeBehavior> <flora>wildflowers bloom year-round</flora> <description>A hidden clearing that exists in a pocket between Earth and the Fae realm.</description> </location> <item id="2001" name="Heartstone Pendant" aliases="the pendant, Heartstone" type="Artifact" origin="Dymas"> <gemstoneColor>deep crimson</gemstoneColor> <chainMaterial>silver chain</chainMaterial> <size>roughly the size of a thumbnail</size> <behavior>pulses faintly with warmth when near a Hel portal</behavior> <glow>faint inner glow</glow> <description>Given to Aurora by an unknown benefactor.</description> </item> <item id="2006" name="Fae-Forged Blade" aliases="the Fae blade, Isolde's gift" type="Weapon" origin="The Fae Courts"> <material>moonsilver</material> <shape>slender, leaf-shaped dagger</shape> <temperature>always cold to the touch</temperature> <glow>faintly luminescent in moonlight</glow> <power>can cut through magical wards; particularly effective against demons</power> <givenTo>given to Aurora by Isolde as a gift</givenTo> <description>A weapon of the Fae Courts, rare and highly coveted.</description> </item> <lore id="7001" name="The Veil" aliases="the Veil, the Barrier, the Boundary" category="Cosmology"> <solsticeEffect>weakens during the winter solstice, strengthens during the summer solstice</solsticeEffect> <appearance>faint shimmering distortion visible only to those with supernatural sight</appearance> <monitoring>rift points (tears in the Veil) are monitored by the Wardens</monitoring> <description>The Veil is the metaphysical barrier separating Earth from Hel and the Fae Realms.</description> </lore> </codex> Continue the story using the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the fantasy genre. A small group enters an ancient, otherworldly place for the first time. The environment is alien and wondrous. Describe their exploration — what they see, hear, and feel as they move deeper. Include moments of discovery, unease, and wonder. Let the world-building emerge through the characters' experience rather than exposition. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters, setting, and lore. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
Aurora gripped the rough bark of the ancient oak, its trunk twisted like a spine frozen in mid-arch. The standing stones loomed around them, seven in total, each carved with vines that seemed to writhe under the afternoon sun filtering through Richmond Park's canopy. Nyx hovered at her side, their shadowy form flickering like smoke caught in a draft, violet eyes scanning the circle. "These stones," Aurora muttered, tracing a finger along a groove that pulsed faintly warm. "Eva said they mark the edge. You feel anything?" Nyx's silhouette sharpened, tendrils of darkness curling toward the ground. "The Veil thins here. Shadows stretch longer than they should. Step through, Rory. Or stay blind." She nodded, heart thudding against her ribs. The air hummed, a low vibration that tickled her skin. With a deep breath, she crossed the threshold between the last two stones. Nyx followed, dissolving into wisps before reforming. The world tilted. Richmond Park vanished in a blur of green, replaced by a clearing that unfolded like a secret kept too long. Wildflowers carpeted the ground in impossible bursts—crimson poppies nodding beside snow-white lilies, goldenrod swaying with bluebells, all blooming defiant against the crisp autumn chill outside. No wilted edges, no frost-kissed petals. The air hung thick, scented with honey and earth turned fresh after rain, yet no clouds dotted the sky above. Instead, a dome of shimmering light arched overhead, fractured like stained glass catching eternal dawn. Aurora's boots sank into moss softer than any she'd known, springy underfoot, as if the ground breathed. She glanced back. The standing stones stood sentinel, but the park beyond them blurred into haze, unreachable. "Nyx? You there?" A whisper slithered from the shadows of a nearby oak, reforming Nyx's tall frame. "Here. Time slips like sand. We moved forward, but the sun hasn't shifted." She spun, pulse racing. The trees encircled the clearing, their branches interlaced into a living roof, leaves rustling without wind. Birds—iridescent feathers flashing emerald and sapphire—darted between limbs, their songs twisting into melodies that echoed wrong, layered with notes too high for human ears. One perched on a low branch, tilting its head, eyes like polished obsidian fixing on her crescent scar. "Beautiful," Aurora breathed, kneeling to touch a flower. Its petals unfurled at her fingers, releasing a puff of pollen that sparkled like dust motes in sunbeams. But unease coiled in her gut. The warmth from the stone lingered on her skin, spreading inward, making her limbs feel light, untethered. How long had they been here? Minutes? The watch on her wrist ticked erratically, hands overlapping. Nyx drifted forward, incorporeal now, merging with the shade of a gnarled root. "This place drinks light. Feeds on it. I taste old magic, Fae-touched. Deeper. Something watches." Aurora straightened, hand slipping to her pocket where the Heartstone Pendant rested, cool and inert—no pulse, no warning of Hel's pull. Good. This wasn't that abyss. She pushed through a curtain of ferns, their fronds parting like silk, revealing a brook that bubbled over smooth pebbles. The water glowed faintly, veins of silver threading through it, carrying flecks of light downstream. She cupped a handful; it slipped cool between her fingers, tasting of minerals and forgotten summers. "Listen." Nyx solidified beside her, voice a breeze through hollow reeds. "The water sings." She pressed her ear close. Faint voices murmured beneath the rush—snatches of laughter, whispers in a tongue that twisted her thoughts. A chill prickled her neck. Not voices. Echoes? She shook her droplets free and stood. "We came for the Seer. Isolde. Eva swore she's real, holed up in a grove like this." Nyx's violet glow dimmed, scanning the treeline. "Real as shadows. But Fae weave traps in beauty. Tread light." They followed the brook, the path widening into a meadow where butterflies the size of her palm fluttered, wings veined with living color—shifts from violet to flame. One landed on her shoulder, legs feather-soft, and she froze, breath caught. Wonder bloomed in her chest, sharp as the flower's pollen. Back in London, deliveries through rain-slick streets, this felt like a dream stolen from childhood books. Yet Nyx's unease seeped into her; their form wavered, as if the light here diluted their darkness. A low hum rose ahead, vibrating through the soil. The trees parted to a central glade, ringed by thorned hedges blooming roses black as midnight. In the midst, a figure sat on a throne of woven roots, silver hair cascading like a waterfall to her waist. Pale lavender eyes lifted, locking on them. She wore a gown of leaves and silk, shifting hues with each breath, and as she rose, the ground remained unmarked—no prints in the moss. "You seek the unseen," the woman said, voice a melody laced with thorns. Her lips curved, not quite a smile. "But paths twist where seekers tread. What hunger brings you to my bloom?" Aurora stepped forward, Nyx coiling at her side like a guard dog of smoke. "Isolde? I'm Aurora Carter. Rory. A friend—Eva—said you see things. Prophecies. We need answers about... shadows crossing lines they shouldn't." Isolde tilted her head, silver strands catching impossible light. "Shadows dance on strings pulled by forgotten hands. You carry a stone that beats for deeper hungers, yet here it sleeps. Why wake the grove's ear?" Aurora's hand brushed the pendant instinctively. How did she know? The air thickened, flowers around Isolde's feet curling inward, petals folding like secrets. Unease sharpened; the butterflies scattered, wings beating a frantic rhythm. Nyx growled low, a sound like wind through cracks. "The Veil frays," Nyx whispered, form solidifying to full height. "Your sight pierces it. Tell us of the rifts. Hel's princes stir." Isolde circled them, steps silent, leaving the earth undisturbed. "Princes feast where mortals starve. Gluttony swells in amber skies, but crossings birth storms. A blade of moon awaits the one marked by crescent, to sever wards that bind." Aurora's wrist itched, the scar pulling tight. Marked? She met Isolde's gaze, those lavender eyes swirling like mist over a grave. "You're talking in circles. Cut the riddles. Something's after me—a shade like Nyx, but wrong. Pulled from Hel. The pendant warms near portals, but I don't know why it's mine." The Seer paused, hand extended. From her palm bloomed a dagger, slender and leaf-shaped, metal gleaming cold moonsilver. It hummed, faint luminescence threading the air. "Truth cuts cleanest. Take this, bearer of hidden fire. It thirsts for demon's weave." Aurora hesitated, then grasped the hilt. Ice bloomed through her palm, grounding the floating sensation in her veins. The blade weighed nothing, yet solid, its edge whispering promises. Wonder surged again—this weapon, forged in courts she couldn't fathom, now hers. But Nyx shifted, violet eyes narrowing. "This place warps," they murmured. "Time bends. We've lingered hours, but the park waits moments." Isolde laughed, a chime of bells in hollow wood. "An hour here, a breath there. Or days, if the grove wills. Seek deeper, if answers bloom for you. But beware the brook's song—it calls the lost home." Aurora sheathed the blade at her belt, the cold seeping through fabric. The glade felt smaller now, hedges encroaching, roses' thorns glinting sharp. Discovery mingled with dread; this grove hid more than prophecies. Echoes from the water grew louder, pulling at memories—Evan's grip, her father's stern voice, shadows in London alleys. "Show us," Aurora said, voice steady. "The deeper parts. What hides in your wildflowers?" Isolde's eyes gleamed. "Follow the silver stream. Wonders root where fears flower. But touch the standing blooms, and realms entwine." They moved as one, Nyx scouting ahead in shadow-form, Aurora trailing Isolde along the brook. The water's glow intensified, reflecting not their faces but fragments—vines heavy with fruit in amber light, a silhouette slipping between realms. Dymas? The pendant stirred faintly in her pocket, a distant warmth. The path narrowed, ferns giving way to crystal outcrops jutting from earth, pulsing with inner light. Aurora brushed one; visions flashed—Fae courts of crystal spires, laughter echoing eternal. She yanked back, breath ragged. Nyx reformed, gripping her arm. "Illusions. Or truths veiled." Unease clawed deeper. The air hummed with unseen eyes, birds' songs twisting into warnings. Yet wonder held, in the flower's eternal spring, the blade's chill promise. Isolde led on, silver hair swaying, her riddles the only map in this pocket world. Further in, the trees thickened, branches forming arches dripping with luminous moss. A faint distortion shimmered ahead—the Veil, visible now as a curtain of heat haze. Aurora's scar burned. "There. A rift?" Isolde nodded. "Peep through, but do not cross. Glimpses feed the seer, crossings starve the soul." Nyx pressed close, their whisper urgent. "I feel it pull. Hel's excess calls my kin." Aurora peered, heart slamming. Beyond the shimmer: sprawling orchards under warm amber skies, vines laden with fruits that pulsed like hearts, laughter booming from distant halls. Chefs—ghostly figures—tossed spices into cauldrons, aromas of roasted meats and spiced wines drifting through. Prince Belphegor's realm, gluttony's throne. A shadow detached from the vision, violet eyes like Nyx's, reaching. She recoiled. The pendant throbbed hot now, warning. Wonder soured to terror—this grove bridged worlds, and theirs teetered close. "Enough," Aurora said, turning. "We take what we came for. Your visions, Seer. Plain words." Isolde smiled, thorns in her tone. "Plain words rust. But hear: the Shadow's past binds the present feast. Aldric's fall echoes in Dymas's halls. Seek the Nightwhisper's truth, or gluttony claims the marked." Nyx stiffened. Aldric? Their form flickered wild. "You know my chains." The grove's hum deepened, flowers closing petals like eyes shutting. Time pressed, the outside world a distant itch. Aurora clutched the blade, its cold a anchor. Discoveries piled—gifts, glimpses, ghosts—but unease rooted deep, promising more shadows ahead.
created_at"2026-02-20T19:28:04.599Z" 2/20/2026, 7:28:04 PM
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags10
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences34
tagDensity0.294
leniency0.588
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1650
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
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)
0.00% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1650
totalAiIsms37
found
0
word"loomed"
count1
1
word"scanning"
count2
2
word"tracing"
count1
3
word"pulsed"
count2
4
word"chill"
count3
5
word"fractured"
count1
6
word"sentinel"
count1
7
word"whisper"
count2
8
word"pulse"
count2
9
word"racing"
count1
10
word"echoed"
count1
11
word"warmth"
count2
12
word"silk"
count2
13
word"echoes"
count3
14
word"fluttered"
count1
15
word"wavered"
count1
16
word"cascading"
count1
17
word"dance"
count1
18
word"grave"
count1
19
word"gleaming"
count1
20
word"glinting"
count1
21
word"crystal"
count2
22
word"echoing"
count1
23
word"shimmered"
count1
24
word"throbbed"
count1
25
word"flickered"
count1
highlights
0"loomed"
1"scanning"
2"tracing"
3"pulsed"
4"chill"
5"fractured"
6"sentinel"
7"whisper"
8"pulse"
9"racing"
10"echoed"
11"warmth"
12"silk"
13"echoes"
14"fluttered"
15"wavered"
16"cascading"
17"dance"
18"grave"
19"gleaming"
20"glinting"
21"crystal"
22"echoing"
23"shimmered"
24"throbbed"
25"flickered"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences119
matches
0"d with dread"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount2
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences119
filterMatches
0"feel"
1"know"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences145
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen31
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1621
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions15
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
80.84% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions62
wordCount1229
uniqueNames16
maxNameDensity1.38
worstName"Nyx"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Isolde"
discoveredNames
Richmond2
Park2
Nyx17
Heartstone1
Pendant1
Hel1
London2
Isolde10
Seer1
Discovery1
Evan1
Aurora17
Fae1
Veil1
Belphegor1
Wonder3
persons
0"Nyx"
1"Pendant"
2"Hel"
3"Isolde"
4"Seer"
5"Discovery"
6"Evan"
7"Aurora"
8"Belphegor"
9"Wonder"
places
0"Richmond"
1"Park"
2"London"
globalScore0.808
windowScore0.833
66.67% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences90
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"vines that seemed to writhe under the afternoon sun filtering through Richmond Park's canopy"
1"felt like a dream stolen from childhood"
2"not quite a smile"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.617
wordCount1621
matches
0"not their faces but fragments"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences145
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs42
mean38.6
std19.94
cv0.517
sampleLengths
064
123
226
337
489
537
627
762
865
928
1077
1114
1253
1318
1482
1578
1633
1734
1835
1942
2022
2138
2251
2339
2446
2515
2637
2751
2814
2920
3047
3142
3241
3332
3416
3515
3656
3719
3815
3933
4011
4137
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences119
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs247
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount17
semicolonCount5
flaggedSentences18
totalSentences145
ratio0.124
matches
0"Wildflowers carpeted the ground in impossible bursts—crimson poppies nodding beside snow-white lilies, goldenrod swaying with bluebells, all blooming defiant against the crisp autumn chill outside."
1"Birds—iridescent feathers flashing emerald and sapphire—darted between limbs, their songs twisting into melodies that echoed wrong, layered with notes too high for human ears."
2"Aurora straightened, hand slipping to her pocket where the Heartstone Pendant rested, cool and inert—no pulse, no warning of Hel's pull."
3"She cupped a handful; it slipped cool between her fingers, tasting of minerals and forgotten summers."
4"Faint voices murmured beneath the rush—snatches of laughter, whispers in a tongue that twisted her thoughts."
5"They followed the brook, the path widening into a meadow where butterflies the size of her palm fluttered, wings veined with living color—shifts from violet to flame."
6"Yet Nyx's unease seeped into her; their form wavered, as if the light here diluted their darkness."
7"She wore a gown of leaves and silk, shifting hues with each breath, and as she rose, the ground remained unmarked—no prints in the moss."
8"Unease sharpened; the butterflies scattered, wings beating a frantic rhythm."
9"Wonder surged again—this weapon, forged in courts she couldn't fathom, now hers."
10"Discovery mingled with dread; this grove hid more than prophecies."
11"Echoes from the water grew louder, pulling at memories—Evan's grip, her father's stern voice, shadows in London alleys."
12"The water's glow intensified, reflecting not their faces but fragments—vines heavy with fruit in amber light, a silhouette slipping between realms."
13"Aurora brushed one; visions flashed—Fae courts of crystal spires, laughter echoing eternal."
14"A faint distortion shimmered ahead—the Veil, visible now as a curtain of heat haze."
15"Chefs—ghostly figures—tossed spices into cauldrons, aromas of roasted meats and spiced wines drifting through."
16"Wonder soured to terror—this grove bridged worlds, and theirs teetered close."
17"Discoveries piled—gifts, glimpses, ghosts—but unease rooted deep, promising more shadows ahead."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1001
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount23
adverbRatio0.022977022977022976
lyAdverbCount4
lyAdverbRatio0.003996003996003996
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences145
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences145
mean11.18
std6.75
cv0.603
sampleLengths
018
126
220
314
49
510
616
77
810
913
107
113
1220
1325
146
1520
1615
1717
183
1914
203
2114
2213
234
2416
2524
2618
278
2818
296
3017
316
321
339
3413
3515
3621
371
384
3920
4015
4116
4211
433
445
4516
465
472
481
497
73.33% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats2
diversityRatio0.4482758620689655
totalSentences145
uniqueOpeners65
61.73% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences108
matches
0"Instead, a dome of shimmering"
1"Further in, the trees thickened,"
ratio0.019
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount16
totalSentences108
matches
0"She nodded, heart thudding against"
1"She glanced back."
2"She spun, pulse racing."
3"Its petals unfurled at her"
4"She pushed through a curtain"
5"She cupped a handful; it"
6"She pressed her ear close."
7"She shook her droplets free"
8"They followed the brook, the"
9"She wore a gown of"
10"Her lips curved, not quite"
11"She met Isolde's gaze, those"
12"It hummed, faint luminescence threading"
13"They moved as one, Nyx"
14"She yanked back, breath ragged."
15"Their form flickered wild."
ratio0.148
47.96% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount89
totalSentences108
matches
0"Aurora gripped the rough bark"
1"The standing stones loomed around"
2"Nyx hovered at her side,"
3"Aurora muttered, tracing a finger"
4"Nyx's silhouette sharpened, tendrils of"
5"She nodded, heart thudding against"
6"The air hummed, a low"
7"Nyx followed, dissolving into wisps"
8"The world tilted."
9"Richmond Park vanished in a"
10"Wildflowers carpeted the ground in"
11"The air hung thick, scented"
12"Aurora's boots sank into moss"
13"She glanced back."
14"The standing stones stood sentinel,"
15"A whisper slithered from the"
16"She spun, pulse racing."
17"The trees encircled the clearing,"
18"Birds—iridescent feathers flashing emerald and"
19"Aurora breathed, kneeling to touch"
ratio0.824
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences108
matches(empty)
ratio0
56.65% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences58
technicalSentenceCount7
matches
0"The standing stones loomed around them, seven in total, each carved with vines that seemed to writhe under the afternoon sun filtering through Richmond Park's c…"
1"Birds—iridescent feathers flashing emerald and sapphire—darted between limbs, their songs twisting into melodies that echoed wrong, layered with notes too high …"
2"Its petals unfurled at her fingers, releasing a puff of pollen that sparkled like dust motes in sunbeams."
3"The warmth from the stone lingered on her skin, spreading inward, making her limbs feel light, untethered."
4"She pushed through a curtain of ferns, their fronds parting like silk, revealing a brook that bubbled over smooth pebbles."
5"Faint voices murmured beneath the rush—snatches of laughter, whispers in a tongue that twisted her thoughts."
6"Yet Nyx's unease seeped into her; their form wavered, as if the light here diluted their darkness."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags10
uselessAdditionCount4
matches
0"Aurora breathed, kneeling to touch a flower"
1"The glade felt, hedges encroaching, roses' thorns glinting sharp"
2"Aurora said, voice steady"
3"The air hummed, birds' songs twisting into warnings"
32.35% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags7
fancyCount4
fancyTags
0"Aurora muttered (mutter)"
1"Aurora breathed (breathe)"
2"Nyx whispered (whisper)"
3"they murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences34
tagDensity0.206
leniency0.412
rawRatio0.571
effectiveRatio0.235
77.3178%