Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY93XY2W718ESS7R9DP95WG

Run Details

Duration:
51.0s
Cost:
$0.000490
Provider:
Novita

Model input

System
You are an expert novelist with a gift for vivid, immersive prose. You write in tight third-person limited point of view with a strong narrative voice. Your prose is clean, precise, and engaging — you favor strong verbs, concrete details, and natural-sounding dialogue. You will be given a story bible (codex) containing canonical details about characters, locations, items, and lore. Use these details to ground your writing in the established world. Stay consistent with the codex. Write only the prose of the scene. Do not include titles, chapter headings, markdown formatting, or any commentary before or after the scene.
User/Human
<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> 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.

Model response

AI
The air shifted the moment they stepped between the oaks. Not colder, not warmer, but…thicker. Like wading through honeyed light. Rory blinked, adjusting to the diffuse glow that wasn’t coming from the sun, which was entirely obscured by the canopy even before they’d crossed the boundary marked by the standing stones. Isolde hadn’t said much, just pointed, her lavender eyes fixed on some distant, internal horizon. Now, with all three of them inside, she finally spoke, her voice a chime in the stillness. “Time forgets itself here. Tread carefully.” Nyx, a shifting darkness beside her, made no sound, only subtly altering their form, thinning and solidifying as if testing the density of the air. Rory felt the familiar prickle of unease that always accompanied Nyx’s presence. They weren’t hostile, not exactly, just… *other*. The grove wasn't what she’d anticipated. Richmond Park was famed for its deer, but there was no sign of animal life here. No birdsong. The silence wasn’t peaceful, it was expectant, as if the trees themselves were holding their breath. Wildflowers, impossibly vibrant shades of blue, crimson, and gold, carpeted the ground, blooming in profusion despite the deepening autumn outside. Each petal shimmered with a faint, internal luminescence. Rory bent down and touched one, the velvety texture strangely warm. “Isolde, what is this place?” The Half-Fae didn't answer immediately, her gaze drifting over the trees. “A thinning. Where the seam between worlds is worn thin. A place of echoes and…possibilities.” Possibilities didn't reassure Rory. She adjusted the strap of her messenger bag, her fingers brushing against the cool metal of the Fae-Forged Blade nestled inside. Isolde had gifted it to her just last week, a slender dagger of moonsilver, looking entirely too delicate to be much use against whatever lurked in the shadows. But Isolde’s cryptic smile hadn’t allowed for discussion. She glanced down at her left wrist, instinctively tracing the crescent-shaped scar. Old habits. A nervous tick. “What are we looking for, exactly?” Rory asked. “A resonance,” Isolde replied, her voice barely a whisper. “A tremor in the weave. Something…unbalanced.” Nyx moved ahead, their form flowing between the trees like smoke. “The air tastes of regret,” they murmured, their voice sounding like wind chimes in a graveyard. “And something else. Something sweet…cloying.” “Dymas,” Rory breathed, her hand instinctively going to her chest, pressing against the Heartstone Pendant hidden beneath her sweater. The gemstone warmed against her skin, a subtle throb of crimson heat. It had been pulsing more frequently lately, almost frantic. She’d first received the pendant from a man she couldn’t recall ever meeting, a chance encounter near Waterloo Bridge. He’d simply pressed it into her hand, uttering a single word: "Beware." “You feel it too,” Isolde said, as if reading her mind. “The pull. Dymas is…reaching.” They ventured deeper. The trees grew taller, their branches intertwining overhead, blotting out the last vestiges of the ordinary sky. The light intensified, not brighter, but *deeper*, bathing the grove in an ethereal glow. Strange, bioluminescent fungi sprouted from the roots of the trees, casting dancing shadows that seemed to twist and writhe with a life of their own. Rory’s boots sank slightly into the mossy ground with each step. The air grew heavier, saturated with the scent of overripe fruit and something else...something akin to spiced wine, but sharper, almost metallic. “This is…excessive,” Nyx commented, their form flickering. “Even for the Fae. The scents…they press upon the mind.” Ahead, the trees opened into a small clearing. In the center stood a single, ancient oak, its trunk wider than a carriage. Carved into the bark were swirling patterns that seemed to shift and rearrange themselves as she watched. Isolde stopped, her pale lavender eyes fixed on the oak. “The heart of the thinning. This is where the Veil is weakest.” Rory approached cautiously. When she touched the oak, a jolt of energy surged through her arm, tingling down to her fingertips. The carved patterns glowed faintly, and a low hum resonated through the ground. “What do you see?” Rory asked, pulling her hand back. Isolde closed her eyes, her silver hair cascading around her face like a waterfall. Her lips moved silently, as if reciting an ancient litany. After a moment, she opened her eyes, and Rory saw a flicker of…fear? A rare emotion for the ageless seer. “A feast,” Isolde whispered, her voice strained. “An endless feast…and a hunger that cannot be sated. Prince Belphegor’s table is laid.” Nyx stepped forward, their shadow stretching long and distorted across the clearing. “The scent intensifies. It’s not simply indulgence…it’s *compulsion*. A sweet poison, drawing things in.” Rory’s Heartstone Pendant pulsed violently, almost painfully hot against her skin. She pulled it out, the crimson gemstone radiating a fierce glow. She could feel a pull, a sickening lurch in her stomach, urging her *towards* something. “A rift,” she said, her voice tight. “There’s a rift opening.” She scanned the clearing, following the pull of the pendant. It led her to the base of the oak, to a patch of withered wildflowers where the ground seemed to ripple and distort. The air above the patch shimmered, like heat rising off asphalt. It was subtle, barely visible, but Rory knew what it was. A tear in the Veil. A gateway to Hel. Rory knelt down, her fingers hovering over the distortion. It felt…wrong. A violation. The air around the rift crackled with energy, and she caught a glimpse of *something* on the other side. Not a landscape, not a place, but a feeling. A vast, insatiable emptiness. “It’s small,” she said, her voice barely a whisper. “But it’s growing.” Nyx’s shadow solidified around her, a protective shield. “Belphegor is testing the boundaries. He seeks an opening. A weakness to exploit.” Isolde placed a hand on Rory’s shoulder. “The solstice nears. The Veil weakens with each passing day. This rift…it could become a flood. And Belphegor's hunger is endless.” Rory steeled her resolve. She might be just a delivery driver who occasionally stumbled into the supernatural, but she wasn’t helpless. She clutched the Fae-Forged Blade in her hand, the cold moonsilver a reassurance against the creeping dread. “Then we close it.”
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags11
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"He’d simply [simply]"
dialogueSentences26
tagDensity0.423
leniency0.846
rawRatio0.091
effectiveRatio0.077
85.45% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1031
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"carefully"
count1
1
adverb"slightly"
count1
2
adverb"cautiously"
count1
highlights
0"carefully"
1"slightly"
2"cautiously"
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)
wordCount1031
totalAiIsms22
found
0
word"familiar"
count1
1
word"silence"
count1
2
word"shimmered"
count2
3
word"echoes"
count1
4
word"tracing"
count1
5
word"resonance"
count1
6
word"whisper"
count2
7
word"throb"
count1
8
word"encounter"
count1
9
word"dancing"
count1
10
word"resonated"
count1
11
word"cascading"
count1
12
word"flicker"
count1
13
word"pulsed"
count1
14
word"could feel"
count1
15
word"lurch"
count1
16
word"stomach"
count1
17
word"scanned"
count1
18
word"steeled"
count1
19
word"resolve"
count1
highlights
0"familiar"
1"silence"
2"shimmered"
3"echoes"
4"tracing"
5"resonance"
6"whisper"
7"throb"
8"encounter"
9"dancing"
10"resonated"
11"cascading"
12"flicker"
13"pulsed"
14"could feel"
15"lurch"
16"stomach"
17"scanned"
18"steeled"
19"resolve"
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
emotionTells0
narrationSentences78
matches(empty)
87.91% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences78
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences93
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen31
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans5
markdownWords5
totalWords1027
ratio0.005
matches
0"other"
1"deeper"
2"compulsion"
3"towards"
4"something"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions9
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
62.79% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions45
wordCount860
uniqueNames14
maxNameDensity1.74
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Nyx6
Park1
Half-Fae1
Rory15
Fae-Forged2
Blade2
Isolde9
Heartstone2
Pendant2
Waterloo1
Bridge1
Ahead1
Veil1
Hel1
persons
0"Nyx"
1"Half-Fae"
2"Rory"
3"Blade"
4"Isolde"
5"Pendant"
places
0"Park"
1"Waterloo"
2"Bridge"
3"Veil"
4"Hel"
globalScore0.628
windowScore0.833
0.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences59
glossingSentenceCount6
matches
0"as if testing the density of the air"
1"as if reading her mind"
2"shadows that seemed to twist and writhe with a life of their own"
3"something akin to spiced wine, but sharper, alm"
4"patterns that seemed to shift and rearrange themselves as she watched"
5"as if reciting an ancient litany"
0.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches5
per1kWords4.869
wordCount1027
matches
0"Not colder, not warmer, but…thicker"
1"not warmer, but…thicker"
2"not brighter, but *deeper*, bathing the grove in an ethereal glow"
3"Not a landscape, not a place, but a feeling"
4"not a place, but a feeling"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences93
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs33
mean31.12
std20.8
cv0.669
sampleLengths
083
16
244
379
45
526
661
717
88
915
1032
1171
1215
1359
1433
1517
1639
1722
1834
1910
2044
2121
2226
2337
2411
2544
2620
2745
2812
2921
3028
3138
324
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences78
matches(empty)
55.07% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs138
matches
0"wasn’t coming"
1"were holding"
2"were swirling"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences93
ratio0
matches(empty)
91.05% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount864
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount37
adverbRatio0.04282407407407408
lyAdverbCount24
lyAdverbRatio0.027777777777777776
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences93
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences93
mean11.04
std6.3
cv0.57
sampleLengths
010
15
25
331
415
517
66
725
812
96
101
116
1216
132
1416
1520
168
1711
185
1911
2015
214
2221
2328
248
2512
262
273
288
299
306
3111
3216
335
3419
3512
369
3719
3812
3911
404
413
4217
4314
4425
4511
4622
477
4810
498
61.65% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats6
diversityRatio0.40860215053763443
totalSentences93
uniqueOpeners38
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences72
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount18
totalSentences72
matches
0"They weren’t hostile, not exactly,"
1"She adjusted the strap of"
2"She glanced down at her"
3"they murmured, their voice sounding"
4"It had been pulsing more"
5"She’d first received the pendant"
6"He’d simply pressed it into"
7"They ventured deeper."
8"Her lips moved silently, as"
9"She pulled it out, the"
10"She could feel a pull,"
11"she said, her voice tight"
12"She scanned the clearing, following"
13"It led her to the"
14"It was subtle, barely visible,"
15"she said, her voice barely"
16"She might be just a"
17"She clutched the Fae-Forged Blade"
ratio0.25
36.39% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount61
totalSentences72
matches
0"The air shifted the moment"
1"Rory blinked, adjusting to the"
2"Isolde hadn’t said much, just"
3"Nyx, a shifting darkness beside"
4"Rory felt the familiar prickle"
5"They weren’t hostile, not exactly,"
6"The grove wasn't what she’d"
7"Richmond Park was famed for"
8"The silence wasn’t peaceful, it"
9"Wildflowers, impossibly vibrant shades of"
10"Each petal shimmered with a"
11"Rory bent down and touched"
12"The Half-Fae didn't answer immediately,"
13"Possibilities didn't reassure Rory."
14"She adjusted the strap of"
15"Isolde had gifted it to"
16"She glanced down at her"
17"A nervous tick."
18"Isolde replied, her voice barely"
19"Nyx moved ahead, their form"
ratio0.847
69.44% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences72
matches
0"Now, with all three of"
ratio0.014
73.17% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences41
technicalSentenceCount4
matches
0"Rory blinked, adjusting to the diffuse glow that wasn’t coming from the sun, which was entirely obscured by the canopy even before they’d crossed the boundary m…"
1"Nyx, a shifting darkness beside her, made no sound, only subtly altering their form, thinning and solidifying as if testing the density of the air."
2"The silence wasn’t peaceful, it was expectant, as if the trees themselves were holding their breath."
3"The trees grew taller, their branches intertwining overhead, blotting out the last vestiges of the ordinary sky."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags11
uselessAdditionCount7
matches
0"Isolde replied, her voice barely a whisper"
1"they murmured, their voice sounding like wind chimes in a graveyard"
2"Isolde said, as if reading her mind"
3"Nyx commented, their form flickering"
4"Isolde whispered, her voice strained"
5"she said, her voice tight"
6"she said, her voice barely a whisper"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags11
fancyCount5
fancyTags
0"they murmured (murmur)"
1"Rory breathed (breathe)"
2"He’d simply (would)"
3"Nyx commented (comment)"
4"Isolde whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences26
tagDensity0.423
leniency0.846
rawRatio0.455
effectiveRatio0.385
70.7642%