Run: 2026-02-20-01KHYAAYG2VNEGRTB6CQ8WH48H

Run Details

Duration:
17.9s
Cost:
$0.000175
Provider:
DeepInfra

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 thickened the moment they stepped through the last, crumbling archway of the grove. It wasn't a sudden shift, not a dramatic portal opening. It was like wading into honey, a slow, viscous resistance to every breath. Rory felt it first – a prickling at the back of her neck, the sudden awareness of being watched by something she couldn’t see. Beside her, Nyx simply tilted their head, their violet eyes flickering with an unnerving, internal light. Isolde, draped in a shawl of shifting silver, didn’t even seem to notice the change, her gaze fixed on the lavender-tinged sky. Richmond Park hadn’t vanished – the familiar gnarled branches of the ancient oaks still reached for the bruised twilight, but the air hummed with a dissonance, a layered reality overlaid on the mundane. The scent of damp earth and decaying leaves mingled with something sweeter, cloying – overripe peaches and bruised plums, a sickeningly luxurious combination. The standing stones marking the boundary of the grove pulsed with a faint, internal luminescence, their surfaces slick with moisture that shimmered with an unnatural color. “Remarkable,” Isolde murmured, her voice a brittle whisper. “The Veil thins considerably here. Time… it bends. I haven’t felt this fluid in decades.” She didn't step back, didn’t even glance at Rory. The Seer simply continued to observe, her silver hair catching the strange light. Rory gripped the Fae-Forged Blade in her hand, the cold metal a stark contrast to the humid air. It wasn't a comforting weight, more a reminder of the unknown dangers that lurked within this place. She’d taken Isolde’s gift with a cautious reverence, understanding the Fae’s penchant for playing with mortal perceptions. Nyx drifted ahead, a shifting silhouette against the amber sky, radiating a quiet, unsettling stillness. They moved through a forest unlike any she’d ever encountered. The trees weren’t solid, not entirely. Their bark seemed to ripple, like heat haze, and the leaves weren't green, but shades of deep crimson and bruised purple. Bioluminescent fungi clung to the trunks, casting an ethereal glow that painted the forest floor in shifting patterns. The ground itself felt strangely yielding beneath their feet, like walking on moss-covered velvet – or perhaps something denser, something subtly alive. A sound, delicate as spun glass, drifted through the trees. A melody, woven from wind chimes and the sighing of water, impossibly beautiful and undeniably mournful. It pulled at something deep within Rory, a forgotten ache she couldn’t quite place. “What is that?” she asked, her voice barely audible. Nyx stopped, their form momentarily solidifying, and turned their gaze towards the source of the music. "A lament," they said, their voice a whisper on the wind. "Echoes of souls caught in this realm. Dymas welcomes its guests with song, though it is rarely a joyful one." The music grew louder as they pushed deeper, leading them to a clearing dominated by a colossal, decaying vineyard. Vines, thick as pythons, choked the trellis, laden with fruit that gleamed with an unsettling, deep crimson sheen. The air here was heavy with the intoxicating scent of ripe plums, almost overwhelming. Baskets overflowing with the fruit lay scattered about, alongside the skeletal remains of what looked like servants – or perhaps former guests – clad in tattered finery. “This… this is Dymas,” Rory stated, stating the obvious. The ruler of Hel's Gluttony. The Heartstone Pendant around her neck pulsed faintly, a reassuring warmth against the cold dread tightening in her chest. “Prince Belphegor’s domain.” Isolde frowned, her expression unreadable. “It is *a* domain,” she corrected, her voice laced with a dry skepticism. "A gilded cage. The appetites of the damned are a potent fuel for the realms.” She pointed a long, slender finger at a massive feast laid out on a long, ornate table – mountains of roasted meats, glistening pastries, and bottles overflowing with ruby-red wine. “A feast perpetually replenished, a testament to his… generosity.” Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows beneath the vines. A tall, imposing man with skin the color of polished obsidian and eyes that burned with a cruel amusement. Prince Belphegor. He wore a magnificent crimson robe embroidered with gold thread, and a jeweled crown sat upon his head. Behind him, a dozen hulking figures, their faces obscured by grotesque masks, stood guard. “Welcome, mortals,” Belphegor boomed, his voice a resonant rumble that seemed to vibrate through the very ground. “I’ve been expecting you. Isolde's little game rarely bears fruit for those outside the Fae Courts.” A cruel smile stretched across his face. “Though, I must admit, a guest armed with a blade from the Fae is…intriguing.” “We didn’t come seeking hospitality,” Rory replied, her hand tightening around the Fae-Forged Blade. Her eyes scanned the clearing, searching for another exit, another advantage. “We’re here to retrieve something.” “Retrieve?” Belphegor chuckled. "Everything has a price in Dymas. What are you willing to offer?" He gestured towards the feast. “Sample my delicacies? Perhaps a vow of unyielding servitude?” Nyx stepped forward, their form shifting slightly, becoming more indistinct. “Your offerings are irrelevant,” they said, their voice a chilling murmur. “We seek a specific soul. A morsel lost within your endless banquet." The Prince raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “A bold claim. And what makes you think you can simply pluck a soul from my collection?” As he spoke, the ground beneath them began to tremble. The bioluminescent fungi pulsed with a frantic, erratic light. The scent of fruit intensified, becoming almost unbearable. Small, shadowy figures, discarded remnants of past guests, began to rise from the ground, their eyes glazed over with eternal hunger. Rory realized, with a sickening certainty, that they hadn't simply stumbled into a feast. They'd stumbled into a trap. The Veil was weakening, offering a window into Dymas, and Belphegor wasn’t about to let them walk away without a fight. The Heartstone Pendant pulsed violently in her hand, a frantic warning of the power building around them. “This isn’t a game,” she said, her voice cold and resolute. “Let’s finish this.”
created_at"2026-02-20T20:02:25.422Z" 2/20/2026, 8:02:25 PM
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags14
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences23
tagDensity0.609
leniency1
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
85.04% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1003
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"suddenly"
count1
1
adverb"very"
count1
2
adverb"slightly"
count1
highlights
0"suddenly"
1"very"
2"slightly"
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)
wordCount1003
totalAiIsms26
found
0
word"tinged"
count1
1
word"familiar"
count1
2
word"pulsed"
count4
3
word"shimmered"
count1
4
word"remarkable"
count1
5
word"whisper"
count2
6
word"stark"
count1
7
word"comforting"
count1
8
word"weight"
count1
9
word"reminder"
count1
10
word"velvet"
count1
11
word"echoes"
count1
12
word"warmth"
count1
13
word"unreadable"
count1
14
word"glistening"
count1
15
word"testament"
count1
16
word"imposing"
count1
17
word"hulking"
count1
18
word"intriguing"
count1
19
word"scanned"
count1
20
word"chilling"
count1
21
word"eyebrow"
count1
highlights
0"tinged"
1"familiar"
2"pulsed"
3"shimmered"
4"remarkable"
5"whisper"
6"stark"
7"comforting"
8"weight"
9"reminder"
10"velvet"
11"echoes"
12"warmth"
13"unreadable"
14"glistening"
15"testament"
16"imposing"
17"hulking"
18"intriguing"
19"scanned"
20"chilling"
21"eyebrow"
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
narrationSentences60
matches(empty)
23.81% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount5
narrationSentences60
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seem to"
1"seemed to"
2"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences69
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen45
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords1
totalWords1005
ratio0.001
matches
0"a"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions9
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions39
wordCount825
uniqueNames17
maxNameDensity0.85
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Belphegor"
discoveredNames
Nyx4
Park1
Rory7
Seer1
Fae-Forged2
Blade2
Isolde4
Fae3
Hel1
Gluttony1
Heartstone2
Pendant2
Suddenly1
Belphegor4
Prince2
Veil1
Dymas1
persons
0"Nyx"
1"Rory"
2"Seer"
3"Isolde"
4"Fae"
5"Hel"
6"Belphegor"
7"Prince"
places
0"Park"
1"Dymas"
globalScore1
windowScore1
8.49% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences53
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"quite place"
1"looked like servants – or perhaps former"
2"rumble that seemed to vibrate through the very ground"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1005
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences69
matches(empty)
64.11% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs18
mean55.83
std20.9
cv0.374
sampleLengths
0100
182
245
367
477
549
647
778
836
972
1063
1154
1230
1329
1433
1524
1648
1771
99.42% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences60
matches
0"being watched"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs129
matches
0"was weakening"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount7
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences6
totalSentences69
ratio0.087
matches
0"Rory felt it first – a prickling at the back of her neck, the sudden awareness of being watched by something she couldn’t see."
1"Richmond Park hadn’t vanished – the familiar gnarled branches of the ancient oaks still reached for the bruised twilight, but the air hummed with a dissonance, a layered reality overlaid on the mundane."
2"The scent of damp earth and decaying leaves mingled with something sweeter, cloying – overripe peaches and bruised plums, a sickeningly luxurious combination."
3"The ground itself felt strangely yielding beneath their feet, like walking on moss-covered velvet – or perhaps something denser, something subtly alive."
4"Baskets overflowing with the fruit lay scattered about, alongside the skeletal remains of what looked like servants – or perhaps former guests – clad in tattered finery."
5"\"A gilded cage. The appetites of the damned are a potent fuel for the realms.” She pointed a long, slender finger at a massive feast laid out on a long, ornate table – mountains of roasted meats, glistening pastries, and bottles overflowing with ruby-red wine."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount823
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount32
adverbRatio0.038882138517618466
lyAdverbCount16
lyAdverbRatio0.019441069258809233
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences69
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences69
mean14.57
std7.39
cv0.508
sampleLengths
015
110
213
324
416
522
633
723
826
98
1024
1113
1218
1317
1417
1515
1610
176
1821
1918
2022
2110
2216
2314
249
2516
2611
2720
2819
2918
3014
3127
329
335
3419
353
365
3713
3845
399
4010
4119
422
4318
4414
4517
4623
4714
4814
4911
70.53% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats8
diversityRatio0.4927536231884058
totalSentences69
uniqueOpeners34
57.47% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences58
matches
0"Suddenly, a figure emerged from"
ratio0.017
95.86% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount18
totalSentences58
matches
0"It wasn't a sudden shift,"
1"It was like wading into"
2"She didn't step back, didn’t"
3"It wasn't a comforting weight,"
4"She’d taken Isolde’s gift with"
5"They moved through a forest"
6"Their bark seemed to ripple,"
7"It pulled at something deep"
8"she asked, her voice barely"
9"they said, their voice a"
10"she corrected, her voice laced"
11"She pointed a long, slender"
12"He wore a magnificent crimson"
13"Her eyes scanned the clearing,"
14"He gestured towards the feast"
15"they said, their voice a"
16"They'd stumbled into a trap."
17"she said, her voice cold"
ratio0.31
3.10% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount53
totalSentences58
matches
0"The air thickened the moment"
1"It wasn't a sudden shift,"
2"It was like wading into"
3"Rory felt it first –"
4"Isolde, draped in a shawl"
5"Richmond Park hadn’t vanished –"
6"The scent of damp earth"
7"The standing stones marking the"
8"Isolde murmured, her voice a"
9"She didn't step back, didn’t"
10"The Seer simply continued to"
11"Rory gripped the Fae-Forged Blade"
12"It wasn't a comforting weight,"
13"She’d taken Isolde’s gift with"
14"Nyx drifted ahead, a shifting"
15"They moved through a forest"
16"The trees weren’t solid, not"
17"Their bark seemed to ripple,"
18"Bioluminescent fungi clung to the"
19"The ground itself felt strangely"
ratio0.914
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences58
matches(empty)
ratio0
67.67% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences38
technicalSentenceCount4
matches
0"The standing stones marking the boundary of the grove pulsed with a faint, internal luminescence, their surfaces slick with moisture that shimmered with an unna…"
1"Bioluminescent fungi clung to the trunks, casting an ethereal glow that painted the forest floor in shifting patterns."
2"Vines, thick as pythons, choked the trellis, laden with fruit that gleamed with an unsettling, deep crimson sheen."
3"Nyx stepped forward, their form shifting slightly, becoming more indistinct."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags14
uselessAdditionCount6
matches
0"Isolde murmured, her voice a brittle whisper"
1"she asked, her voice barely audible"
2"they said, their voice a whisper on the wind"
3"Rory replied, her hand tightening around the Fae-Forged Blade"
4"they said, their voice a chilling murmur"
5"she said, her voice cold and resolute"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags9
fancyCount4
fancyTags
0"Isolde murmured (murmur)"
1"Rory stated (state)"
2"she corrected (correct)"
3"Belphegor chuckled (chuckle)"
dialogueSentences23
tagDensity0.391
leniency0.783
rawRatio0.444
effectiveRatio0.348
69.1835%