Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY95DBZD4FFB7V733NTQCAF

Run Details

Duration:
33.0s
Cost:
$0.001903
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
Rory ducked under a gnarled branch, her boots sinking into the dew-soaked grass of Richmond Park. The late afternoon sun filtered through oaks, casting elongated shadows that twisted like fingers across the path. Nyx slithered alongside, their form a humanoid smear of darkness, taller than the trees around them, violet eyes flickering like distant stars. "These stones," Rory muttered, halting before a circle of ancient oaks. Each trunk stood straight as pillars, bark etched with spirals that pulsed faintly in the dim light. No moss clung to them. No birds nested in the branches. The air thickened here, hummed against her skin like a plucked string. Nyx's silhouette sharpened, edges bleeding into the ground. "Boundaries whisper warnings. Fae work." She gripped the Heartstone Pendant beneath her shirt. It lay cool against her chest, no pulse yet. The Fae-Forged Blade weighed heavy in her belt, its moonsilver hilt chilled her fingers when she brushed it. Isolde's directions had led them here—cryptic words from a barfly tale, passed through Silas's patrons. "Cross where oaks guard the bloom that never fades." Rory stepped forward. The ground softened underfoot, grass yielding like sponge. Nyx followed, their form rippling as if wind tugged at smoke. Colors exploded. Wildflowers carpeted the clearing ahead, petals unfurling in shades no earthly garden held—crimson veined with gold, blues that shifted to indigo under her gaze, violets humming with inner light. Blooms nodded without breeze, releasing scents that twisted in her nostrils: honey laced with iron, jasmine undercut by storm ozone. The oaks encircled it all, their branches weaving a canopy that blocked the park's mundane sky. Instead, a pearlescent haze glowed above, rippling like water disturbed by unseen fish. Rory's breath caught. She knelt, fingers hovering over a flower the size of her palm. Its petals parted, revealing a core that pulsed, releasing a note—a single, clear chime that echoed in her bones. Nyx recoiled, form fraying at the edges. "Light devours shadow here." She stood, heart pounding. The air tasted sweeter, clung to her tongue. "Keep moving. Isolde waits deeper." They pressed on. Paths wound between flowerbeds, gravel crunching soft under her boots, then silent. Rory glanced back. The oak circle shimmered, a veil of distortion where solid trunks blurred into mist. No way back visible. Unease prickled her scar, the crescent on her wrist itching as if freshly carved. A stream bubbled nearby, water clear as glass but flowing uphill in lazy spirals. She dipped a hand in. Warmth spread up her arm, visions flickering at the edges of sight—flashes of silver-haired figures dancing under moons that split the sky. She yanked back, shaking droplets that hung in the air, refusing to fall. "Time bends," Nyx whispered, voice threading through leaves like wind through cracks. Their eyes dimmed, struggling against the glow. "Minutes stretch. Or snap." Rory nodded, pulse quickening. Her watch had stopped at the threshold—hands frozen at 4:17. Outside, dusk approached; here, light held eternal twilight. Deeper they ventured, flowers parting before them. Giant blossoms loomed, stamens swaying like pendulums, dusting the air with pollen that sparkled and clung to her skin. One bloom unfurled as she passed, petals framing a cluster of berries that ripened before her eyes—from green nubs to swollen jewels dripping nectar. She plucked one. Juice burst sweet-tart across her tongue, warmth flooding her veins. Strength surged, muscles coiling tight. "These... they heal?" Nyx's form flickered, avoiding the pollen clouds. "Fae gifts bind. Taste deeper, owe deeper." Unease gnawed harder. The stream's song grew, harmonies layering until it mimicked voices—laughter distant, then sobs woven in. Rory's skin crawled. Shadows pooled wrong here, clinging to flower stems instead of ground, writhing as if alive. Nyx paused, extending a tendril-hand toward one. It snapped back, hissing faint steam where touched. "Hostile," Nyx breathed. "This pocket rejects the between-realms." She drew the Fae-Forged Blade. Moonsilver gleamed, cold radiating through her glove. The edge hummed, attuned to the air's magic. "Stay close." The path narrowed, flanked by thorns that bloomed roses midnight-black, petals peeling back to reveal eyes—tiny, unblinking orbs tracking their passage. Rory's breath shallowed. One rose-thing leaned, eye dilating. A thorn snagged her jacket, pricking through fabric. Blood welled, but the wound sealed instant, skin knitting with a silver scar that faded. "Wards test intruders," Nyx murmured, form compressing to slip past. Ahead, the canopy parted. A glade opened, centered by a pedestal of twisted roots. Silver hair cascaded over it like a waterfall, pooling on the moss. Isolde Varga rose, ethereal frame unfolding. Pale lavender eyes fixed on them, waist-length locks shimmering. Bare feet touched ground—no imprint marred the moss. "Seekers breach the bloom eternal," she intoned, voice a melody of bells and brooks. "Shadow and star-crossed wander where oaks entwine fates." Rory sheathed the blade, pendant warming now—not the Hel pulse, but something kindred. "Isolde. Your words brought us. The Veil thins; rifts spill demons. We need sight." Isolde circled them, glide silent. Flowers bowed as she passed. "Sight gleams for those who sip the stream's truth. Shadow tastes first?" Nyx solidified halfway, height towering over her. "Fae compulsion twists. Speak plain." Laughter tinkled, light as shattering crystal. "Plain cuts deep, Nightwhisper. Gluttony's prince hungers through portals amber-lit. Heartstone calls you hence?" Rory's hand flew to her chest. The pendant throbbed, crimson glow seeping through fabric. "You know it." Isolde's fingers trailed air near it, not touching. Warmth bloomed, visions assaulting Rory—vineyards endless under amber skies, chefs carving souls into feasts, Belphegor's throne piled with writhing excess. Nausea rose. "Given by unseen hand," Isolde riddled. "Pulses where excess reigns. Cross not alone." Unease coiled in Rory's gut. The glade spun subtle, time's warp tugging—had minutes passed, or hours? Nyx's form frayed further, violet eyes straining. "Show us the way," Rory pressed, voice steady. "Dymas waits." Isolde paused, lavender gaze piercing. A rose-thing nearby bloomed wide, eyes multiplying. The stream's song swelled to chorus, words half-formed: *Enter... indulge... unravel...* Nyx lunged forward, tendrils lashing. "Illusions snare. Blade cuts true." Rory drew the dagger again. Moonsilver sang as it sliced a thorn-vine encroaching. Sap sprayed, sizzling on ground, flowers wilting in a ring. Isolde clapped once. Sound rippled, stream silencing, eyes closing on roses. "Brave the ward, mortals earn the weave." She extended a hand, palm up. A faint shimmer distorted behind her—the Veil's tear, pearlescent haze thickening to a frame. Beyond, amber light flickered, warm skies promising excess. Rory stepped closer, air thickening with spice and roast scents wafting through. Her stomach growled despite the berry's fill. Nyx hesitated, shadows recoiling from the glow. "First taste tempts," Isolde murmured. "Deeper pulls all." The pendant burned hot now, urging forward. Rory gripped the blade tight, blue eyes locked on the shimmer. Nyx flowed beside her. "Together." They crossed the threshold as one. Amber skies stretched infinite, vineyards sprawling in terraced waves. Grapes swelled monstrous on vines thick as thighs, skins translucent, juices fermenting mid-air into mists that intoxicated on inhale. Chefs—translucent souls bound in aprons—wielded cleavers the size of scythes, carving haunches that regrew before falling. Rory staggered, assaulted by scents: meats charring over pits of eternal flame, fruits bursting syrupy, breads rising in clouds. The ground quaked soft, a belch from depths. "Gluttony," Nyx hissed, form stabilizing in the dimmer light. "Excess feeds the prince." Distant, halls loomed—domes of bone and pastry, competitions roaring with cheers. A soul-chef offered a platter mid-stride, eyes pleading, meats wriggling. Rory waved it off, bile rising. Wonder warred with revulsion—the sheer abundance, vines heavy enough to crush, skies raining nectar droplets. Deeper, a figure lounged on cushions of feather and fat: Belphegor, immense, horns curling like feast rolls. His gaze swept them, lazy smile parting lips stained with wine. "Newcomers," his voice boomed, echoing through vines. "Partake." Isolde's form shimmered beside—no, she hadn't crossed. Illusion? The Veil's tear pulsed behind, grove fading. Panic spiked. Nyx's tendrils extended, shadows lengthening in amber gloom. Rory's pendant flared crimson, blade humming cold counterpoint. They pushed forward, feet sinking into soil rich with marrow. Vines parted, revealing orchards where trees bore jewels—apples veined gold, pears sweating cream. A competition arena thrummed nearby, souls dueling with spatulas that sparked magic, crowds of gluttons stuffing faces till bellies split and reformed. She snatched a low fruit, bit in. Explosion of flavor—fire and silk, memories flooding of feasts long craved. Strength doubled, but hunger gnawed fiercer. "Resist," Nyx urged, violet eyes glowing steady now. "Binds tighten." They delved on, air growing thicker, feasts calling from every shadow. Unease bloomed to dread—their steps slowed, bodies craving yield. A rift hummed ahead, Heartstone guiding true. But deeper sounds beckoned: Belphegor's laugh, promising eternity full.
created_at"2026-02-20T19:41:55.468Z" 2/20/2026, 7:41:55 PM
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native_tokens_reasoning998
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num_input_audio_prompt(null)
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags11
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences35
tagDensity0.314
leniency0.629
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1478
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)
wordCount1478
totalAiIsms31
found
0
word"etched"
count1
1
word"pulsed"
count3
2
word"whisper"
count1
3
word"pulse"
count3
4
word"chilled"
count1
5
word"echoed"
count1
6
word"pounding"
count1
7
word"shimmered"
count2
8
word"warmth"
count3
9
word"dancing"
count1
10
word"loomed"
count2
11
word"flickered"
count2
12
word"crystal"
count1
13
word"throbbed"
count1
14
word"unravel"
count1
15
word"stomach"
count1
16
word"depths"
count1
17
word"roaring"
count1
18
word"echoing"
count1
19
word"gloom"
count1
20
word"silk"
count1
21
word"delved"
count1
highlights
0"etched"
1"pulsed"
2"whisper"
3"pulse"
4"chilled"
5"echoed"
6"pounding"
7"shimmered"
8"warmth"
9"dancing"
10"loomed"
11"flickered"
12"crystal"
13"throbbed"
14"unravel"
15"stomach"
16"depths"
17"roaring"
18"echoing"
19"gloom"
20"silk"
21"delved"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"hung in the air"
count1
highlights
0"hung in the air"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences139
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences139
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences163
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen30
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords3
totalWords1439
ratio0.002
matches
0"Enter... indulge... unravel..."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions11
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
50.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions68
wordCount1280
uniqueNames17
maxNameDensity1.48
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Richmond1
Park1
Heartstone2
Pendant1
Fae-Forged2
Blade2
Silas1
Ahead1
Varga1
Rory19
Hel1
Belphegor3
Unease4
Isolde9
Nyx17
Veil2
Distant1
persons
0"Pendant"
1"Blade"
2"Silas"
3"Rory"
4"Belphegor"
5"Unease"
6"Isolde"
7"Nyx"
8"Veil"
9"Distant"
places
0"Richmond"
1"Park"
globalScore0.758
windowScore0.5
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences104
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.695
wordCount1439
matches
0"not the Hel pulse, but something kindred"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences163
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs57
mean25.25
std17.06
cv0.676
sampleLengths
055
151
213
359
422
52
678
734
811
917
1050
1154
1223
1372
1421
1514
1651
178
1822
1952
2010
2149
2222
2327
2422
2512
2620
2717
2830
2913
3023
3110
3223
3310
3423
3518
3628
3726
388
3918
405
416
4244
4327
4413
4521
4621
4728
488
4915
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences139
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs293
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount21
semicolonCount2
flaggedSentences22
totalSentences163
ratio0.135
matches
0"Isolde's directions had led them here—cryptic words from a barfly tale, passed through Silas's patrons."
1"Wildflowers carpeted the clearing ahead, petals unfurling in shades no earthly garden held—crimson veined with gold, blues that shifted to indigo under her gaze, violets humming with inner light."
2"Its petals parted, revealing a core that pulsed, releasing a note—a single, clear chime that echoed in her bones."
3"Warmth spread up her arm, visions flickering at the edges of sight—flashes of silver-haired figures dancing under moons that split the sky."
4"Her watch had stopped at the threshold—hands frozen at 4:17."
5"Outside, dusk approached; here, light held eternal twilight."
6"One bloom unfurled as she passed, petals framing a cluster of berries that ripened before her eyes—from green nubs to swollen jewels dripping nectar."
7"The stream's song grew, harmonies layering until it mimicked voices—laughter distant, then sobs woven in."
8"The path narrowed, flanked by thorns that bloomed roses midnight-black, petals peeling back to reveal eyes—tiny, unblinking orbs tracking their passage."
9"Bare feet touched ground—no imprint marred the moss."
10"Rory sheathed the blade, pendant warming now—not the Hel pulse, but something kindred."
11"\"Isolde. Your words brought us. The Veil thins; rifts spill demons. We need sight.\""
12"Warmth bloomed, visions assaulting Rory—vineyards endless under amber skies, chefs carving souls into feasts, Belphegor's throne piled with writhing excess."
13"The glade spun subtle, time's warp tugging—had minutes passed, or hours?"
14"A faint shimmer distorted behind her—the Veil's tear, pearlescent haze thickening to a frame."
15"Chefs—translucent souls bound in aprons—wielded cleavers the size of scythes, carving haunches that regrew before falling."
16"Distant, halls loomed—domes of bone and pastry, competitions roaring with cheers."
17"Wonder warred with revulsion—the sheer abundance, vines heavy enough to crush, skies raining nectar droplets."
18"Isolde's form shimmered beside—no, she hadn't crossed."
19"Vines parted, revealing orchards where trees bore jewels—apples veined gold, pears sweating cream."
20"Explosion of flavor—fire and silk, memories flooding of feasts long craved."
21"Unease bloomed to dread—their steps slowed, bodies craving yield."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1316
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount20
adverbRatio0.015197568389057751
lyAdverbCount4
lyAdverbRatio0.00303951367781155
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences163
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences163
mean8.83
std5.31
cv0.601
sampleLengths
016
117
222
311
417
55
66
712
88
95
108
119
1218
1315
149
153
168
1711
182
1929
2020
2116
2213
233
2412
2519
267
274
284
298
305
313
3212
333
3414
354
3614
3714
385
3922
4013
4112
427
434
444
4510
468
477
4819
4924
83.64% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats2
diversityRatio0.50920245398773
totalSentences163
uniqueOpeners83
25.64% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences130
matches
0"Instead, a pearlescent haze glowed"
ratio0.008
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount22
totalSentences130
matches
0"She gripped the Heartstone Pendant"
1"It lay cool against her"
2"She knelt, fingers hovering over"
3"Its petals parted, revealing a"
4"She stood, heart pounding."
5"They pressed on."
6"She dipped a hand in."
7"She yanked back, shaking droplets"
8"Their eyes dimmed, struggling against"
9"Her watch had stopped at"
10"She plucked one."
11"It snapped back, hissing faint"
12"She drew the Fae-Forged Blade."
13"she intoned, voice a melody"
14"She extended a hand, palm"
15"Her stomach growled despite the"
16"They crossed the threshold as"
17"His gaze swept them, lazy"
18"his voice boomed, echoing through"
19"They pushed forward, feet sinking"
ratio0.169
25.38% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount113
totalSentences130
matches
0"Rory ducked under a gnarled"
1"The late afternoon sun filtered"
2"Nyx slithered alongside, their form"
3"Rory muttered, halting before a"
4"Each trunk stood straight as"
5"The air thickened here, hummed"
6"Nyx's silhouette sharpened, edges bleeding"
7"She gripped the Heartstone Pendant"
8"It lay cool against her"
9"The Fae-Forged Blade weighed heavy"
10"Isolde's directions had led them"
11"Rory stepped forward."
12"The ground softened underfoot, grass"
13"Nyx followed, their form rippling"
14"Wildflowers carpeted the clearing ahead,"
15"Blooms nodded without breeze, releasing"
16"The oaks encircled it all,"
17"Rory's breath caught."
18"She knelt, fingers hovering over"
19"Its petals parted, revealing a"
ratio0.869
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences130
matches(empty)
ratio0
0.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences53
technicalSentenceCount12
matches
0"Nyx followed, their form rippling as if wind tugged at smoke."
1"Wildflowers carpeted the clearing ahead, petals unfurling in shades no earthly garden held—crimson veined with gold, blues that shifted to indigo under her gaze…"
2"Blooms nodded without breeze, releasing scents that twisted in her nostrils: honey laced with iron, jasmine undercut by storm ozone."
3"The oaks encircled it all, their branches weaving a canopy that blocked the park's mundane sky."
4"Its petals parted, revealing a core that pulsed, releasing a note—a single, clear chime that echoed in her bones."
5"Unease prickled her scar, the crescent on her wrist itching as if freshly carved."
6"Warmth spread up her arm, visions flickering at the edges of sight—flashes of silver-haired figures dancing under moons that split the sky."
7"Giant blossoms loomed, stamens swaying like pendulums, dusting the air with pollen that sparkled and clung to her skin."
8"One bloom unfurled as she passed, petals framing a cluster of berries that ripened before her eyes—from green nubs to swollen jewels dripping nectar."
9"The path narrowed, flanked by thorns that bloomed roses midnight-black, petals peeling back to reveal eyes—tiny, unblinking orbs tracking their passage."
10"Grapes swelled monstrous on vines thick as thighs, skins translucent, juices fermenting mid-air into mists that intoxicated on inhale."
11"Chefs—translucent souls bound in aprons—wielded cleavers the size of scythes, carving haunches that regrew before falling."
34.09% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags11
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"Nyx whispered, voice threading through leaves like wind through cracks"
1"Rory pressed, voice steady"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags8
fancyCount8
fancyTags
0"Rory muttered (mutter)"
1"Nyx whispered (whisper)"
2"Nyx breathed (breathe)"
3"Nyx murmured (murmur)"
4"Rory pressed (press)"
5"Isolde murmured (murmur)"
6"Nyx hissed (hiss)"
7"Nyx urged (urge)"
dialogueSentences35
tagDensity0.229
leniency0.457
rawRatio1
effectiveRatio0.457
73.9586%