Run: 2026-02-24-01KJ8W0MJ6YSS1V5VESE9FHNPC

Run Details

Model:
Aion 2.0
Duration:
1m 13s
Cost:
$0.007936
Provider:
AionLabs

Model input

System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Literary Fiction 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="4413" name="Silas Blackwood" aliases="Silas, Si, the Spymaster" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Mentor"> <eyeColor>hazel</eyeColor> <hair>grey-streaked auburn</hair> <height>6'1"</height> <age>58</age> <beard>neatly trimmed, matching his grey-streaked auburn hair</beard> <limp>slight limp in his left leg from an old knee injury</limp> <signetRing>silver signet ring, always worn on his right hand</signetRing> <description>Silas is a retired intelligence operative turned bar owner. He carries himself with quiet authority.</description> <backstory>Former MI6 field agent who retired after a botched operation in Prague left him with a permanent knee injury. He opened "The Raven's Nest" bar in Soho as a front for his network of contacts.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> </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 literary fiction genre. Two old friends who haven't seen each other in years run into each other unexpectedly at a bar. One of them has changed significantly. Through their conversation and the tension between who they were and who they've become, reveal the weight of time and unspoken regret. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The glass slipped from Rory’s fingers. It didn’t shatter. It hit the rubber mat behind the bar with a dull, forgiving thud, rolled once, and settled. The sound was lost beneath the murmur of The Raven’s Nest’s usual Tuesday night crowd. But the name, that name, cut through everything. “Laila?” The voice came from her left, near the end of the bar where the green neon glow from the sign outside bled across the polished wood. It was a man’s voice, familiar in its cadence but roughened by time and something else. Cigarettes, maybe. Or regret. She didn’t turn immediately. Her hands, flat on the damp bar top, pressed down until her knuckles turned white. Only her father had ever called her Laila. It was his private name for her, a soft Gaelic echo of her mother’s ‘Aurora’. He’d stopped using it the day she left Cardiff. The day she stopped being his daughter and became his disappointment. Slowly, she looked up. He stood half in shadow, but the light from a wall sconce caught the planes of his face. Leo Walsh. Ten years vanished in a heartbeat. The boy she’d known was still there, buried under the man. The same sandy hair, though it was thinner now, receding at the temples. The same freckles dusting his nose. But his eyes, once a bright, mischievous green, were the colour of tarnished copper. They held a weary knowledge that made her want to look away. “Leo.” She said it like a statement, not a question. Her own voice sounded strange to her. Cool. Controlled. The voice she used for difficult deliveries, for navigating Soho’s rain-slicked alleys after dark. He smiled, but it didn’t reach those tired eyes. “Bloody hell. It is you.” He slid onto the stool, movements careful, deliberate. He wore a good coat, charcoal wool, but it was wrinkled across the shoulders as if he’d been sleeping in it. Underneath, a crisp white shirt was open at the collar, no tie. The contrast was jarring. Affluence and neglect, sharing the same skin. “What are you doing in London?” She reached for a clean tumbler, her movements automatic. The crescent scar on her left wrist caught the light as she poured two fingers of Silas’s mid-range Scotch. She pushed it towards him. “Meetings.” He took the glass, his fingers brushing hers. They were cold. “Consultancy work. Dull stuff. You?” “I live here.” She didn’t elaborate. The less he knew, the safer. For both of them. He nodded, sipped the whisky. His gaze travelled over the bar—the old maps, the black-and-white photos of a London that no longer existed, the hidden door behind the bookshelf that didn’t quite sit flush with the wall. “Nice place. Quiet.” “It has its moments.” A beat of silence stretched, filled with the clink of ice, the low jazz from the speakers, the ghost of their shared past. They’d been inseparable at fifteen. Building dens in the woods behind his parents’ house, skipping school to sit on the Cardiff Bay barrage, talking about everything and nothing. He wanted to be an architect. She was going to be a barrister, like her dad. They had plans. “I heard about your dad,” Leo said finally, staring into his glass. “Brendan. I’m sorry.” “He’s not dead.” “I know.” He looked up. “But the firm… the scandal. It was in the papers back home. Must have been rough.” Rough. The word was a pebble dropped into a deep well. She remembered the phone call from her mother, the strained silence, the way her father’s name had become synonymous with fraud in certain circles. The reason her law degree was gathering dust in a box under her bed. She’d offered to come home. Her mother had said, “Don’t. There’s nothing for you here but more shame.” “We manage,” Rory said. “And Evan?” The name landed like a physical blow. Her breath hitched, just for a second. She saw Leo register it, those tarnished eyes sharpening. He always could read her. “Ancient history.” She started wiping down the bar again, though it was already clean. “Is he?” Leo’s voice dropped. “He was asking about you. Last time I was back.” Her cloth stilled. “Asking how?” “The way people ask when they’re not really asking.” He finished his drink, set the glass down with a soft click. “He’s got a new girlfriend. Looks a bit like you. Same hair.” A cold knot tightened in her stomach. She’d cut her hair after she left him. Dyed it black from its natural brown. A small rebellion. A new identity. “I don’t think about him,” she said, and it was almost true. “Lucky you.” There was a bitterness there, old and sour. “Some of us can’t seem to escape our pasts.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” He didn’t answer. Instead, he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a sleek, silver card case. He extracted a business card and slid it across the bar. *Leonard Walsh, Senior Consultant, Bryn Consulting*. A Mayfair address. It looked expensive. “You did it then,” she said, picking up the card. “Architecture.” “In a manner of speaking. I design prisons. Well, I consult on the security systems for them. High-security facilities.” He gave a short, humourless laugh. “Not exactly the Gherkin, is it?” The boy who dreamed of building monuments was now designing cages. Rory felt a sudden, profound sadness. She put the card down. “Why are you really here, Leo?” He leaned forward, the smell of Scotch and expensive aftershave mingling with something underneath—anxiety, perhaps. “I saw your mother. Last month. She gave me this address. Said you were… well, she didn’t say what you were doing. Just that you were here.” “My mother doesn’t have this address.” “She had a postcard. The Raven’s Nest. Green neon sign.” He gestured vaguely towards the front window. “She was worried. Said you don’t call.” “I call.” The lie tasted metallic. “She thinks you’re in trouble.” “I’m not.” “Aren’t you?” His gaze flickered past her shoulder. Rory turned. Silas stood in the doorway to the back, his figure a silhouette against the dim light of the storeroom. He wasn’t moving, just watching. Assessing. His silver signet ring glinted dully. Leo saw him too. He straightened on his stool, the casual posture hardening into something defensive. “Friend of yours?” “My landlord.” The explanation felt inadequate. “He looks like more than a landlord.” “He’s a retired librarian.” The standard cover story fell from her lips easily. “Right.” Leo didn’t believe her. He pulled out his wallet, tossed a twenty-pound note onto the bar. “For the drink. And… for old times.” “You don’t have to.” “I do.” He stood up, buttoned his expensive, wrinkled coat. The man he’d become was a poorly fitting suit over the boy she remembered. “It was good to see you, Laila. Truly.” He was leaving. The conversation was over, a shallow scratch on the surface of a decade. All the unspoken things—the regret for paths not taken, the guilt for friendships abandoned, the shared history that now felt like a foreign country—hung heavy between them. “Leo.” The word stopped him as he turned. “Are you in trouble?” He paused, his back to her. For a long moment, he didn’t speak. The hum of the bar seemed to grow louder. “The company I work for,” he said, his voice so low she had to strain to hear it. “Bryn Consulting. They’re not just consultants. They’re… they’re a front. For people who make problems disappear.” He half-turned, his profile etched in the neon green light. “Evan’s new girlfriend? She works for them. Due diligence, they call it.” Ice water trickled down Rory’s spine. Due diligence. They’d been checking her out. Through Leo. Through her mother. “Why are you telling me this?” “Because I designed the system, Rory.” He finally used her real name. It sounded like a confession. “I know how it works. And your name came up on a list. A list of loose ends.” He met her eyes then, and for the first time, she saw the boy he’d been, terrified and trying to be brave. “They’re not asking anymore. They’re deciding.” He gave a stiff, almost formal nod, and walked out into the Soho night. Rory stood frozen behind the bar, the twenty-pound note stuck to her damp cloth. The door swung shut, cutting off the sound of traffic. Silas’s limp was audible as he crossed the room, the soft *step-drag* on the wooden floor. He stopped beside her, picked up Leo’s business card between two fingers. “Old friend?” His tone was neutral. “Yeah.” “He’s scared.” “I know.” Silas studied the card, then tucked it into his waistcoat pocket. “Loose ends have a habit of getting trimmed.” He looked at her, his hazel eyes missing nothing. “You delivered to the Golden Empress tonight?” “Two hours ago.” “Good.” He nodded towards the hidden door behind the bookshelf. “Then we have work to do. Before they decide to start trimming.”
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags26
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"Leo said finally [finally]"
1"He gestured vaguely [vaguely]"
dialogueSentences67
tagDensity0.388
leniency0.776
rawRatio0.077
effectiveRatio0.06
86.69% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1503
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"slowly"
count1
1
adverb"really"
count2
2
adverb"truly"
count1
highlights
0"slowly"
1"really"
2"truly"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0"Blackwood"
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
63.41% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1503
totalAiIsms11
found
0
word"familiar"
count1
1
word"echo"
count1
2
word"navigating"
count1
3
word"silence"
count2
4
word"stomach"
count1
5
word"profound"
count1
6
word"flickered"
count1
7
word"standard"
count1
8
word"unspoken"
count1
9
word"etched"
count1
highlights
0"familiar"
1"echo"
2"navigating"
3"silence"
4"stomach"
5"profound"
6"flickered"
7"standard"
8"unspoken"
9"etched"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"knuckles turned white"
count1
highlights
0"knuckles turned white"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences129
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences129
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences167
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen35
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans2
markdownWords7
totalWords1499
ratio0.005
matches
0"Leonard Walsh, Senior Consultant, Bryn Consulting"
1"step-drag"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions17
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions37
wordCount1106
uniqueNames19
maxNameDensity0.72
worstName"Leo"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Leo"
discoveredNames
Rory6
Raven1
Nest1
Tuesday1
Laila1
Gaelic1
Cardiff1
Walsh2
Soho2
Silas4
Scotch2
London1
Rough1
Leo8
Senior1
Consultant1
Bryn1
Mayfair1
Ice1
persons
0"Rory"
1"Raven"
2"Nest"
3"Laila"
4"Walsh"
5"Silas"
6"Leo"
places
0"Cardiff"
1"Soho"
2"London"
globalScore1
windowScore1
91.18% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences85
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"quite sit flush with the wall"
1"felt like a foreign country—hung heavy"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1499
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences167
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs66
mean22.71
std19.89
cv0.876
sampleLengths
049
11
246
362
44
582
61
732
866
939
1017
1116
1240
134
1470
1515
163
1721
1867
194
202
2128
2214
2315
245
2533
2628
2712
2819
295
3041
3111
3231
3322
346
3542
366
3724
386
395
402
4141
4219
436
447
4513
4624
474
4832
4943
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences129
matches
0"been, terrified"
94.74% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs190
matches
0"was jarring"
1"was gathering"
2"was leaving"
91.53% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount4
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences3
totalSentences167
ratio0.018
matches
0"His gaze travelled over the bar—the old maps, the black-and-white photos of a London that no longer existed, the hidden door behind the bookshelf that didn’t quite sit flush with the wall."
1"He leaned forward, the smell of Scotch and expensive aftershave mingling with something underneath—anxiety, perhaps."
2"All the unspoken things—the regret for paths not taken, the guilt for friendships abandoned, the shared history that now felt like a foreign country—hung heavy between them."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount387
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount13
adverbRatio0.03359173126614987
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.012919896640826873
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences167
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences167
mean8.98
std6.37
cv0.71
sampleLengths
06
13
217
315
48
51
626
716
82
92
104
1115
128
1315
149
1511
164
1718
182
196
2011
2113
226
2314
2412
251
269
277
281
291
3014
319
3213
3321
3412
354
367
3715
3819
395
409
413
425
436
446
454
465
4732
483
494
61.08% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats8
diversityRatio0.39520958083832336
totalSentences167
uniqueOpeners66
84.75% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences118
matches
0"Only her father had ever"
1"Slowly, she looked up."
2"Instead, he reached into his"
ratio0.025
3.05% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount64
totalSentences118
matches
0"It didn’t shatter."
1"It hit the rubber mat"
2"It was a man’s voice,"
3"She didn’t turn immediately."
4"Her hands, flat on the"
5"It was his private name"
6"He’d stopped using it the"
7"He stood half in shadow,"
8"They held a weary knowledge"
9"She said it like a"
10"Her own voice sounded strange"
11"He smiled, but it didn’t"
12"He slid onto the stool,"
13"He wore a good coat,"
14"She reached for a clean"
15"She pushed it towards him."
16"He took the glass, his"
17"They were cold."
18"She didn’t elaborate"
19"He nodded, sipped the whisky."
ratio0.542
19.32% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount104
totalSentences118
matches
0"The glass slipped from Rory’s"
1"It didn’t shatter."
2"It hit the rubber mat"
3"The sound was lost beneath"
4"The voice came from her"
5"It was a man’s voice,"
6"She didn’t turn immediately."
7"Her hands, flat on the"
8"It was his private name"
9"He’d stopped using it the"
10"The day she stopped being"
11"He stood half in shadow,"
12"The boy she’d known was"
13"The same sandy hair, though"
14"The same freckles dusting his"
15"They held a weary knowledge"
16"She said it like a"
17"Her own voice sounded strange"
18"The voice she used for"
19"He smiled, but it didn’t"
ratio0.881
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences118
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences38
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"He wore a good coat, charcoal wool, but it was wrinkled across the shoulders as if he’d been sleeping in it."
1"His gaze travelled over the bar—the old maps, the black-and-white photos of a London that no longer existed, the hidden door behind the bookshelf that didn’t qu…"
86.54% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags26
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"She reached, her movements automatic"
1"He took, his fingers brushing hers"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags6
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"Her mother had (have)"
dialogueSentences67
tagDensity0.09
leniency0.179
rawRatio0.167
effectiveRatio0.03
86.0760%