Run: 2026-02-20-01KHYA4DECXQH8TCBTT052WDNA

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16.3s
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$0.001445
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xAI

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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's fingers clenched around the Heartstone Pendant as the Veil tore open with a sound like ripping silk. She stumbled forward, the silver chain biting into her palm, and landed on soil that yielded like warm dough beneath her boots. The air hit her first—thick, syrupy, laced with the scent of overripe fruit and something sharper, like fermented honey mixed with smoke from a distant fire. Her bright blue eyes widened, adjusting to the warm amber glow that bathed everything, not from a sun but from the sky itself, pulsing faintly as if breathing. Nyx materialised beside her in a swirl of shadow, their humanoid form solidifying just enough to touch the ground without sinking. Faint violet eyes scanned the horizon, the whisper of their voice cutting through the hum of unseen insects. "Careful. This realm devours the hasty." Isolde stepped through last, her silver hair catching the amber light like threads of molten metal. She left no imprint on the soil, her pale lavender gaze distant, as if she wandered a path only she could see. The ancient oaks that had marked the Fae Grove's boundary back in Richmond Park now framed a jagged rift behind them, flickering like a dying flame. Isolde tilted her head, lips curving in a riddle's half-smile. "What enters full may leave hollow, yet the feast awaits the bold." Aurora shot her a glance, wiping sweat from her brow. The pendant still throbbed against her chest, its deep crimson gem warm as fresh blood. "Bold or not, that portal better hold. Last thing we need is getting stuck in Hel's pantry." She straightened, her straight black hair sticking to her neck in the humid air. At 5'6", she felt small here, but her mind raced ahead, mapping the terrain like she did London streets on a delivery run. No time for panic. They'd come for answers—about the shadows chasing her since that night in Silas's bar, about the whispers Nyx had caught slipping through the Veil. The group moved forward, Nyx leading with incorporeal grace, slipping between solid and shadow as they scouted. Aurora followed, her hand brushing the hilt of the Fae-Forged Blade at her belt, its moonsilver cool against her skin despite the heat. Isolde trailed, humming a tune that twisted the air, making wildflowers sprout in their wake—though here, the flowers bloomed in impossible hues, petals like bruised plums unfurling to release puffs of golden pollen that tickled Aurora's throat. The path wound through sprawling vineyards, vines thicker than her arm twisting up obsidian trellises that gleamed wetly. Grapes hung in clusters the size of fists, skins translucent, veins of amber liquid pulsing inside. Aurora reached out, plucking one experimentally. It burst in her palm, juice spilling sticky and sweet, tasting of summer wine laced with cinnamon and a metallic tang that made her tongue tingle. She spat the pulp aside, unease coiling in her gut. "These aren't normal. Feels like... it's alive." Nyx paused, their form rippling as they extended a shadowy tendril to touch a vine. It quivered, leaves rustling in a breeze that carried no wind, and for a moment, Aurora swore she heard a sigh, low and contented. "Bound souls. Chefs from your world, contracted in life or death. They tend these groves, feeding the excess that sustains Dymas." Aurora's scar on her left wrist itched, a reminder of childhood scrapes far from this madness. "Contracted? Like deals with the devil?" She kept walking, boots sinking slightly into the loamy earth that smelled of baked earth and candied violets. The amber sky deepened overhead, casting long shadows that danced unnaturally, as if mocking Nyx's own form. Isolde plucked a grape without touching it, the fruit floating to her hand before she crushed it. Juice dripped between her fingers, staining them like old blood. "The glutton's bargain: flesh for flavour, hunger for harvest. But taste too deep, and the vine tastes you back." They crested a gentle rise, and the true wonder unfolded. Below stretched an orchard of trees that defied earthly logic—trunks spiralling like corkscrews, branches heavy with fruits that shifted shapes as they watched: apples morphing into pears, then into orbs of crystal that chimed softly when the air stirred. In the distance, grand pavilions rose, silken canopies billowing over long tables laden with feasts. Laughter echoed, mingled with the clink of goblets and the sizzle of meats on unseen spits. Figures moved among them—some human-like, others twisted, their forms bloated or elongated, devouring platters that refilled themselves. Aurora's breath caught. "It's... beautiful. Terrifying, but beautiful." She felt a pull, a whisper in her veins urging her down the slope. Her stomach growled despite the fullness from that single grape, an unnatural ache blooming. Nyx's violet eyes narrowed, their whisper urgent. "Resist. Belphegor's domain. Prince of excess. One bite, and the indulgence claims you." But Isolde drifted ahead, her ethereal form gliding over the grass that whispered secrets as she passed. "Wander where the roots delve deep, for the surface hides the sweetest lies." Aurora gripped the pendant tighter, its glow intensifying, a compass in this labyrinth of temptation. They descended into the orchard, the air growing heavier, saturated with scents that layered upon each other: roasted nuts, spiced meats, creams whipped with dreams. Aurora's mouth watered, her steps slowing as she passed a tree bearing jewels of fruit that wept nectar, pooling at its base in iridescent puddles. She knelt, dipping a finger in. The liquid cooled her skin, then burned, visions flickering at the edge of her sight—banquets in Cardiff, her parents' laughter, Eva's smile before the shadows came. Nyx yanked her back, their shadowy hand firm on her shoulder. "Illusions. Echoes of desires." She shook it off, heart pounding. "How do you know this place so well? You said you were trapped between realms, not a tour guide." Nyx's form flickered, violet eyes dimming. "Aldric knew excess once. Sorcerer, fool enough to summon what he could not bind. This realm... it calls to the unbound." Isolde laughed, a sound like wind chimes in a storm. She stood before a grand tree, its bark etched with runes that glowed faintly, depicting feasts turning to famines, mouths stretched wide in eternal hunger. "The shade remembers what the seer foresees: a table set for seven sins, yet only gluttony serves the prince." Aurora traced the runes with her eyes, her quick mind piecing fragments. The Veil's rifts, the pendant's pull—it all led here. But why? The shadows hunting her in London, Nyx's warnings, Isolde's riddles. Discovery hit like the nectar's burn: this wasn't just escape. Answers lay in Dymas's heart. They pressed deeper, the orchard giving way to manicured gardens where hedges shaped like colossal mouths snapped playfully at passing butterflies—creatures with wings of stained glass that hummed melodies of forgotten songs. Aurora's skin prickled, the air now vibrating with a low thrum, like the pulse of a giant heart beneath the earth. Unease gnawed at her; every step felt watched, the fruits' whispers growing insistent, promising satiation for the emptiness she'd carried since fleeing Evan, since the bar's underbelly revealed its secrets. A pavilion loomed ahead, larger than the others, its canopy woven from vines that dripped with dew-like jewels. Inside, a culinary competition unfolded: helbound souls in aprons of shadow stirred cauldrons that bubbled with elixirs changing colour mid-boil—emerald to gold to blood-red. One chef, a spectral figure with eyes like polished onyx, presented a platter of pastries shaped like human hearts, steam rising in the form of sighs. Aurora halted at the edge, wonder overriding caution for a heartbeat. "They're creating... art from torment." Nyx's whisper cut sharp. "Or torment from art. Look closer." She did. The pastries pulsed, tiny veins threading through dough. One chef glanced up, his smile stretching too wide, teeth like shattered porcelain. "Fresh arrivals? Sample the prince's delight. A taste of home, twisted just so." Isolde circled the table, her footprints absent on the marble floor that veined with gold. "The delight devours the delighter, in circles without end." Aurora's hand drifted to the blade, its cold bite grounding her. But the pendant flared hot, pointing inward, toward a arched gateway at the pavilion's rear, framed by bones carved into grapevines—human bones, she realised with a chill, etched with contracts in faded ink. Before she could speak, the chef lunged, his form elongating, apron ripping to reveal a maw beneath. "Share the feast!" Nyx dissolved into shadow, reforming behind the creature with a coil of darkness around its throat. Isolde's hand flicked, wildflowers erupting to ensnare its legs. Aurora drew the blade, its edge humming as it sliced through the air, the moonlight glow absent but its power surging, cutting the spectral flesh like butter. The chef howled, a sound that shook the pavilion, pastries crumbling to ash. But from the gateway, deeper rumbles echoedfootsteps, heavy and ravenous, approaching fast. Aurora backed toward the group, blade raised, the pendant burning like a brand.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags20
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"home twisted just [just]"
dialogueSentences32
tagDensity0.625
leniency1
rawRatio0.05
effectiveRatio0.05
93.38% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1511
totalAiIsmAdverbs2
found
0
adverb"slightly"
count1
1
adverb"softly"
count1
highlights
0"slightly"
1"softly"
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)
wordCount1511
totalAiIsms34
found
0
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1
word"scanned"
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2
word"whisper"
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3
word"throbbed"
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word"raced"
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word"quivered"
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word"reminder"
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word"crystal"
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8
word"echoed"
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word"stomach"
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word"delve"
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word"echoes"
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word"pounding"
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word"flickered"
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word"traced"
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word"playfully"
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word"pulse"
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word"spectral"
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word"pulsed"
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word"shattered"
count1
22
word"porcelain"
count1
23
word"marble"
count1
24
word"chill"
count1
25
word"maw"
count1
26
word"flicked"
count1
27
word"footsteps"
count1
highlights
0"silk"
1"scanned"
2"whisper"
3"throbbed"
4"raced"
5"quivered"
6"reminder"
7"crystal"
8"echoed"
9"stomach"
10"delve"
11"echoes"
12"pounding"
13"flickered"
14"etched"
15"traced"
16"playfully"
17"pulse"
18"loomed"
19"spectral"
20"pulsed"
21"shattered"
22"porcelain"
23"marble"
24"chill"
25"maw"
26"flicked"
27"footsteps"
66.67% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow2
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count2
highlights
0"eyes widened"
1"eyes narrowed"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences59
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences59
filterMatches
0"wonder"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences65
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen100
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1495
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions10
unquotedAttributions1
matches
0"Nyx paused, their form rippling as they extended a shadowy tendril to touch a vine. It quivered, leaves rustling in a br…"
83.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions51
wordCount1217
uniqueNames17
maxNameDensity1.31
worstName"Aurora"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Aurora"
discoveredNames
Heartstone1
Pendant1
Veil2
Fae2
Grove1
Richmond1
Park1
Nyx8
Fae-Forged1
Blade1
Aurora16
Isolde9
Belphegor1
Cardiff1
London1
Dymas1
One3
persons
0"Pendant"
1"Veil"
2"Nyx"
3"Aurora"
4"Isolde"
5"Belphegor"
places
0"Fae"
1"Grove"
2"Richmond"
3"Park"
4"Cardiff"
5"London"
6"Dymas"
globalScore0.843
windowScore0.833
91.86% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences43
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"as if breathing"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.669
wordCount1495
matches
0"not from a sun but from the sky itself, pulsing faintly as if breathing"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences65
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs35
mean42.71
std29.16
cv0.683
sampleLengths
094
139
26
374
412
5107
677
776
87
939
1021
1157
1227
1319
1497
1543
1613
1730
1897
1915
2025
2127
2254
2348
2483
2568
2616
2710
2836
2924
3044
3120
3252
3325
3413
99.32% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences59
matches
0"were trapped"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs228
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount9
semicolonCount1
flaggedSentences8
totalSentences65
ratio0.123
matches
0"The air hit her first—thick, syrupy, laced with the scent of overripe fruit and something sharper, like fermented honey mixed with smoke from a distant fire."
1"The group moved forward, Nyx leading with incorporeal grace, slipping between solid and shadow as they scouted. Aurora followed, her hand brushing the hilt of the Fae-Forged Blade at her belt, its moonsilver cool against her skin despite the heat. Isolde trailed, humming a tune that twisted the air, making wildflowers sprout in their wake—though here, the flowers bloomed in impossible hues, petals like bruised plums unfurling to release puffs of golden pollen that tickled Aurora's throat."
2"They crested a gentle rise, and the true wonder unfolded. Below stretched an orchard of trees that defied earthly logic—trunks spiralling like corkscrews, branches heavy with fruits that shifted shapes as they watched: apples morphing into pears, then into orbs of crystal that chimed softly when the air stirred. In the distance, grand pavilions rose, silken canopies billowing over long tables laden with feasts. Laughter echoed, mingled with the clink of goblets and the sizzle of meats on unseen spits. Figures moved among them—some human-like, others twisted, their forms bloated or elongated, devouring platters that refilled themselves."
3"Aurora gripped the pendant tighter, its glow intensifying, a compass in this labyrinth of temptation. They descended into the orchard, the air growing heavier, saturated with scents that layered upon each other: roasted nuts, spiced meats, creams whipped with dreams. Aurora's mouth watered, her steps slowing as she passed a tree bearing jewels of fruit that wept nectar, pooling at its base in iridescent puddles. She knelt, dipping a finger in. The liquid cooled her skin, then burned, visions flickering at the edge of her sight—banquets in Cardiff, her parents' laughter, Eva's smile before the shadows came."
4"Aurora traced the runes with her eyes, her quick mind piecing fragments. The Veil's rifts, the pendant's pull—it all led here. But why? The shadows hunting her in London, Nyx's warnings, Isolde's riddles. Discovery hit like the nectar's burn: this wasn't just escape. Answers lay in Dymas's heart."
5"They pressed deeper, the orchard giving way to manicured gardens where hedges shaped like colossal mouths snapped playfully at passing butterflies—creatures with wings of stained glass that hummed melodies of forgotten songs. Aurora's skin prickled, the air now vibrating with a low thrum, like the pulse of a giant heart beneath the earth. Unease gnawed at her; every step felt watched, the fruits' whispers growing insistent, promising satiation for the emptiness she'd carried since fleeing Evan, since the bar's underbelly revealed its secrets."
6"Aurora's hand drifted to the blade, its cold bite grounding her. But the pendant flared hot, pointing inward, toward a arched gateway at the pavilion's rear, framed by bones carved into grapevines—human bones, she realised with a chill, etched with contracts in faded ink."
7"The chef howled, a sound that shook the pavilion, pastries crumbling to ash. But from the gateway, deeper rumbles echoed—footsteps, heavy and ravenous, approaching fast."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount400
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount15
adverbRatio0.0375
lyAdverbCount3
lyAdverbRatio0.0075
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences65
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences65
mean23
std23.69
cv1.03
sampleLengths
018
122
226
328
421
518
66
716
822
926
1010
1112
1210
1315
1431
1551
1677
1776
183
192
202
2139
222
239
2410
2517
2640
2727
289
2910
3097
314
321
3338
341
352
363
377
3830
3997
4012
413
4214
4311
4410
4510
462
475
4854
4948
85.64% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats1
diversityRatio0.5230769230769231
totalSentences65
uniqueOpeners34
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences49
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount11
totalSentences49
matches
0"She stumbled forward, the silver"
1"Her bright blue eyes widened,"
2"She left no imprint on"
3"She straightened, her straight black"
4"They tend these groves, feeding"
5"They crested a gentle rise,"
6"She shook it off, heart"
7"You said you were trapped"
8"it calls to the"
9"They pressed deeper, the orchard"
10"She did. The pastries pulsed,"
ratio0.224
31.43% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount42
totalSentences49
matches
0"Aurora's fingers clenched around the"
1"She stumbled forward, the silver"
2"The air hit her first—thick,"
3"Her bright blue eyes widened,"
4"Nyx materialised beside her in"
5"Isolde stepped through last, her"
6"She left no imprint on"
7"The ancient oaks that had"
8"Isolde tilted her head, lips"
9"Aurora shot her a glance,"
10"The pendant still throbbed against"
11"She straightened, her straight black"
12"The group moved forward, Nyx"
13"The path wound through sprawling"
14"Nyx paused, their form rippling"
15"Chefs from your world, contracted"
16"They tend these groves, feeding"
17"Aurora's scar on her left"
18"Isolde plucked a grape without"
19"They crested a gentle rise,"
ratio0.857
100.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences49
matches
0"Before she could speak, the"
ratio0.02
0.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences24
technicalSentenceCount11
matches
0"She stumbled forward, the silver chain biting into her palm, and landed on soil that yielded like warm dough beneath her boots."
1"Her bright blue eyes widened, adjusting to the warm amber glow that bathed everything, not from a sun but from the sky itself, pulsing faintly as if breathing."
2"The ancient oaks that had marked the Fae Grove's boundary back in Richmond Park now framed a jagged rift behind them, flickering like a dying flame."
3"The group moved forward, Nyx leading with incorporeal grace, slipping between solid and shadow as they scouted. Aurora followed, her hand brushing the hilt of t…"
4"The path wound through sprawling vineyards, vines thicker than her arm twisting up obsidian trellises that gleamed wetly. Grapes hung in clusters the size of fi…"
5"Nyx paused, their form rippling as they extended a shadowy tendril to touch a vine. It quivered, leaves rustling in a breeze that carried no wind, and for a mom…"
6"Isolde plucked a grape without touching it, the fruit floating to her hand before she crushed it. Juice dripped between her fingers, staining them like old bloo…"
7"They crested a gentle rise, and the true wonder unfolded. Below stretched an orchard of trees that defied earthly logic—trunks spiralling like corkscrews, branc…"
8"A pavilion loomed ahead, larger than the others, its canopy woven from vines that dripped with dew-like jewels. Inside, a culinary competition unfolded: helboun…"
9"Nyx dissolved into shadow, reforming behind the creature with a coil of darkness around its throat. Isolde's hand flicked, wildflowers erupting to ensnare its l…"
10"The chef howled, a sound that shook the pavilion, pastries crumbling to ash. But from the gateway, deeper rumbles echoed—footsteps, heavy and ravenous, approach…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags9
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
25.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags6
fancyCount4
fancyTags
0"the indulgence claims (the indulgence claim)"
1"Isolde laughed (laugh)"
2"They pressed (press)"
3"she could (could)"
dialogueSentences32
tagDensity0.188
leniency0.375
rawRatio0.667
effectiveRatio0.25
79.2209%