Run: 2026-02-25-01KJ95M2WR4VP9KXY9F49VMW6V

Run Details

Duration:
26.9s
Cost:
$0.010667
Provider:
Google AI Studio

Model input

System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Horror 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> <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> </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 horror genre. A character is alone in a strange, isolated place at night. They came here for a reason, but something feels off from the moment they arrive. The wrongness builds slowly — sounds that shouldn't be there, things that move at the edge of vision, a growing certainty that they are not alone. Build tension through restraint, not through gore. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for the character and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The silver chain of the Heartstone pendant bit into the back of Aurora’s neck as she lunged between two massive gnarled grey oak standing stones. The air inside the Grove didn't just feel different, it tasted like copper and crushed violets. Behind her, the mundane hum of London's evening traffic vanished as if a heavy velvet curtain had dropped over the world. Silence swallowed the park. Aurora gripped the crimson gemstone through her shirt. It throbbed against her palm, a rhythmic pulse that matched the frantic kick-tock of her heart. She hadn’t meant to cross the boundary this late, but the Golden Empress delivery bike sat abandoned three miles back with a flat tyre, and the shortcut through the Richmond trees had felt like a pull she couldn't resist. "Laila?" The voice drifted through the thicket of unseasonable white wildflowers. It sounded like Eva, but the pitch was slightly off, like a recording played at the wrong speed. Rory froze. Her black shoulder-length hair caught on a stray bramble, tugging her head back. She didn't move. She didn't breathe. "Eva? Is that you?" No answer followed. Only the pitter-patter of something small and multi-legged scurrying across the dry leaf litter three feet to her left. Rory reached down and unlatched the heavy maglite from her belt. She didn't turn it on yet. Light was an invitation in a place where shadows had teeth. She stepped deeper into the clearing. The Grove stretched unnaturally far. Outside, the distance between the stones and the central brook was a mere fifty yards, but Rory had already walked for ten minutes. The wildflowers here glowed with a faint bioluminescent phosphor. They shouldn't be blooming in October. Pale blue petals shivered even though the air hung dead and still. The Heatstone pendant flared. The deep crimson gem burned through the fabric of her t-shirt, searing a hot circular mark into the skin of her chest. It wasn't just near a portal. It was screaming a warning. A snap echoed from the canopy above. Rory whirled, thumbing the maglite on. The beam sliced through the gloom, illuminating a terrifying large old twisted branch. A tattered piece of yellow silk snagged on a twig danced in her light. She recognised that fabric. It belonged to the high-visibility vests Yu-Fei made every delivery driver wear. "Hello?" Rory’s voice cracked. She moved toward the tree, her boots sinking into moss that felt suspiciously like wet wool. The yellow silk wasn't just snagged. It was tied. A neat, deliberate knot held the fabric to the bark. Below it, a row of small sharp white stones sat arranged in a perfect circle on the ground. Inside the circle lay a mobile phone. The screen was cracked, spider-webbing out from the centre, but the backlight flickered with a stubborn dying gasp. Rory crouched, her fingers hovering over the glass. A notification sat on the lock screen. *One Missed Call: Evan.* Ice water replaced the blood in her veins. Evan was in Cardiff. Evan was a memory she had buried under a year of London grime and long shifts at the bar. She reached for the phone, her crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist white against her tanned skin. The phone vibrated. The sudden buzz-whirr in the silence made Rory jump back, her maglite sweeping wildly across the clearing. The beam caught something. A tall thin pale figure stood behind an oak thirty feet away. It ducked behind the trunk the moment the light hit it. "I see you," Rory shouted, though her throat felt tight. "Silas? If this is a joke, I’m quitting." The figure didn't reply. Instead, a repetitive rhythmic clicking began. It sounded like fingernails tapping on a hardwood floor. *Clip-clop. Clip-clop.* Rory didn't wait. She turned and bolted back toward the standing stones. But the path had changed. Where the gap between the oaks had been, a solid wall of dense thorny briars now climbed twenty feet high. The wildflowers beneath her feet turned from pale blue to a bruised angry purple. The clicking grew louder. It wasn't behind her anymore. It was coming from every direction. "Rory, wait up." The voice was closer now. It came from the briars. It definitely sounded like Eva this time, right down to the slight Welsh lilt they had both picked up in Cardiff. "Eva, get out of there," Rory yelled, swinging the light toward the thorns. "The Grove is active. We need to leave." "I can't. I dropped my keys. Help me look?" Rory paused. Something was wrong with the sentence. Eva never asked for help. Eva was the one who dragged Rory out of bed when the depression hit too hard. Eva was the brick. "Where are you?" "Right here, Rory. Just behind the big pretty green leaf." Rory’s light found the leaf. It was a massive broad hosta, out of place among the oaks. Behind it, a hand reached out. It was a lovely slender young hand, but the fingernails were three inches long and jagged like broken glass. Rory backed away, her heel catching on a root. She tumbled backward, the maglite flying from her grip. It landed in the dirt, the beam facing away from her, illuminating a pile of old rusted bicycle frames stacked like bones against a nearby tree. The Heatstone pendant was no longer pulsing. It was vibrating so hard it rattled against her teeth. The crimson glow was bright enough to light up her chin. The thing behind the hosta leaf stepped out. It wore Eva’s red hooded sweatshirt. It had Eva’s messy blonde bun. But beneath the hood, there was no face. Only a smooth expanse of pale grey skin, stretched tight over a skull that had too many teeth and no eyes. It tilted its head, a wet sucking sound emerging from a slit where a nose should have been. "You're late with the delivery, Laila," the thing whispered, using the name Rory only used on her fake ID. Rory scrambled backward on her elbows, her breath coming in ragged shallow gasps. She fumbled for the maglite, but her hand closed around a heavy cold stone instead. One of the stones from the circle. The Faceless Eva began to run. It didn't run like a human. It dropped to all fours, its limbs elongating with the sickening crunch-crack of breaking bone. It moved in a zig-zag pattern, covering the distance with terrifying speed. Rory threw the stone. It struck the creature in the shoulder, tearing the red fabric and revealing a greyish oily substance beneath. The thing didn't slowed down. It let out a high-pitched melodic trill that sounded like a distorted teakettle. Rory rolled to her feet and dove into the thicket of thorns. The briars shredded her jacket, slicing into her arms, but she didn't stop. She pushed through, the scent of her own blood filling the narrow space. She burst out into a small secondary clearing. In the centre sat a stone well, its rim covered in thick black moss. The clicking stopped. The silence returned, heavier than before. Rory stood by the well, clutching her torn sleeve. Her Heartstone pendant went dark. The heat vanished instantly, replaced by a cold so intense it made her shiver. She looked down into the well. There was no water. A faint light flickered at the bottom, miles away. It looked like the streetlights of London, but they were upside down. A mirrored city. A hand gripped the edge of the well. Then another. They weren't grey. They were covered in thick coarse black hair. "Wrong hole, little bird," a deep guttural voice boomed from the depths. The ground beneath Rory’s feet began to tilt. The entire Grove groaned, the trees leaning inward like spectators at a stadium. The standing stones she had entered through were visible now, but they were a mile away, shrinking rapidly as the earth between her and the exit stretched like taffy. The creature in the red sweatshirt crashed through the thorns behind her. It skidded to a halt, cowering at the sight of the well. Something massive and dark hauled itself over the stone lip. It stood eight feet tall, a shadow given form, with antlers that looked like charred lightning bolts. It looked at the Faceless Eva, then at Rory. "Mine," the antlered thing hissed. The grey creature shrieked and lunged for Rory's throat, desperate to claim its prize before the greater shadow could move. Rory lunged sideways, her foot slipping on the slick moss of the well's edge. Gravity betrayed her. She tipped backward, the dark mouth of the well yawning open to swallow her whole. As she fell, her hand caught the silver chain of her pendant, snapping it. The last thing she saw before the darkness took her was the antlered shadow reaching out a clawed hand to catch her, while the faceless thing screamed in fury above. Then the world inverted. Rory slammed into something hard and metal. She wasn't in a well. She was lying on the roof of a moving London bus, the rain finally beginning to pelt down against her face. Above her, the sky was a bruised purple, and the Richmond Grove was nowhere to be seen. The bus lurched. Standing at the back of the roof, balanced perfectly despite the vehicle’s speed, was the antlered shadow. It wasn't a shadow anymore. It was a man in a sharp expensive Italian wool suit, holding her Heartstone pendant between two fingers. "We need to talk about your contract, Aurora," he said, his eyes glowing like embers in the rain. The bus slammed its brakes, and the man didn't move an inch as Rory slid toward the front edge. He stepped forward, the metal of the roof groaning under his weight. "Who are you?" she screamed over the wind. He smiled, revealing rows of teeth that shouldn't fit in a human mouth. "The benefactor. And you're three deliveries behind." The bus swerved, and the passenger door below hissed open, but no one got out. Instead, something grey and faceless began to climb up the side of the bus toward her.
created_at"2026-02-25T01:11:40.704Z" 2/25/2026, 1:11:40 AM
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags8
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences17
tagDensity0.471
leniency0.941
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
94.09% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1692
totalAiIsmAdverbs2
found
0
adverb"slightly"
count1
1
adverb"perfectly"
count1
highlights
0"slightly"
1"perfectly"
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)
34.99% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1692
totalAiIsms22
found
0
word"velvet"
count1
1
word"silence"
count3
2
word"throbbed"
count1
3
word"rhythmic"
count2
4
word"pulse"
count1
5
word"searing"
count1
6
word"echoed"
count1
7
word"gloom"
count1
8
word"silk"
count2
9
word"perfect"
count1
10
word"flickered"
count2
11
word"vibrated"
count1
12
word"lilt"
count1
13
word"depths"
count1
14
word"the last thing"
count1
15
word"lurched"
count1
16
word"weight"
count1
highlights
0"velvet"
1"silence"
2"throbbed"
3"rhythmic"
4"pulse"
5"searing"
6"echoed"
7"gloom"
8"silk"
9"perfect"
10"flickered"
11"vibrated"
12"lilt"
13"depths"
14"the last thing"
15"lurched"
16"weight"
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
emotionTells1
narrationSentences156
matches
0"d in fury"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences156
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences165
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen39
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans2
markdownWords6
totalWords1692
ratio0.004
matches
0"One Missed Call: Evan."
1"Clip-clop. Clip-clop."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions7
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
66.67% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions64
wordCount1608
uniqueNames19
maxNameDensity1.55
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Eva"
discoveredNames
Heartstone3
Aurora2
Grove4
London4
Golden1
Empress1
Richmond2
Eva9
Rory25
October1
Heatstone2
Yu-Fei1
Missed1
Call1
Ice1
Cardiff2
Welsh1
Faceless2
Italian1
persons
0"Aurora"
1"Eva"
2"Rory"
3"Yu-Fei"
4"Ice"
5"Faceless"
places
0"Grove"
1"London"
2"Richmond"
3"October"
4"Cardiff"
globalScore0.723
windowScore0.667
0.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences113
glossingSentenceCount8
matches
0"tasted like copper and crushed violets"
1"felt like a pull she couldn't resist"
2"sounded like Eva, but the pitch was slight"
3"sounded like fingernails tapping on a hard"
4"sounded like Eva this time, right down to"
5"sounded like a distorted teakettle"
6"looked like the streetlights of London, b"
7"looked like charred lightning bolts"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1692
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences165
matches
0"recognised that fabric"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs63
mean26.86
std17.98
cv0.669
sampleLengths
062
14
263
31
449
54
650
761
837
97
1049
114
1253
1325
1419
1548
163
1744
1818
1921
2051
2115
223
2331
2421
259
2633
273
2810
2942
3044
3128
328
3359
3419
3535
3639
3740
3838
3922
403
4134
4210
4324
4410
4511
4612
4750
4824
4936
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences156
matches
0"were covered"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount4
totalVerbs267
matches
0"was screaming"
1"was coming"
2"was vibrating"
3"was lying"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences165
ratio0
matches(empty)
70.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1620
adjectiveStacks5
stackExamples
0"terrifying large old twisted branch."
1"small sharp white stones"
2"tall thin pale figure"
3"lovely slender young hand,"
4"thick coarse black hair."
adverbCount55
adverbRatio0.033950617283950615
lyAdverbCount15
lyAdverbRatio0.009259259259259259
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences165
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences165
mean10.25
std6.49
cv0.633
sampleLengths
025
116
221
34
48
516
639
71
810
918
102
1113
123
133
144
153
1619
1711
186
1911
206
215
2223
239
246
2512
264
2722
286
295
307
316
3213
3314
344
3512
364
3716
386
393
4010
4118
427
4318
448
457
464
478
484
4919
33.03% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats28
diversityRatio0.26666666666666666
totalSentences165
uniqueOpeners44
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount6
totalSentences151
matches
0"Only the pitter-patter of something"
1"Pale blue petals shivered even"
2"Instead, a repetitive rhythmic clicking"
3"Only a smooth expanse of"
4"Then the world inverted."
5"Instead, something grey and faceless"
ratio0.04
71.66% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount56
totalSentences151
matches
0"It throbbed against her palm,"
1"She hadn’t meant to cross"
2"It sounded like Eva, but"
3"Her black shoulder-length hair caught"
4"She didn't move."
5"She didn't breathe."
6"She didn't turn it on"
7"She stepped deeper into the"
8"They shouldn't be blooming in"
9"It wasn't just near a"
10"It was screaming a warning."
11"She recognised that fabric."
12"It belonged to the high-visibility"
13"She moved toward the tree,"
14"It was tied."
15"She reached for the phone,"
16"It ducked behind the trunk"
17"It sounded like fingernails tapping"
18"She turned and bolted back"
19"It wasn't behind her anymore."
ratio0.371
32.85% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount129
totalSentences151
matches
0"The silver chain of the"
1"The air inside the Grove"
2"Silence swallowed the park."
3"Aurora gripped the crimson gemstone"
4"It throbbed against her palm,"
5"She hadn’t meant to cross"
6"The voice drifted through the"
7"It sounded like Eva, but"
8"Her black shoulder-length hair caught"
9"She didn't move."
10"She didn't breathe."
11"Rory reached down and unlatched"
12"She didn't turn it on"
13"Light was an invitation in"
14"She stepped deeper into the"
15"The Grove stretched unnaturally far."
16"The wildflowers here glowed with"
17"They shouldn't be blooming in"
18"The Heatstone pendant flared."
19"The deep crimson gem burned"
ratio0.854
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences151
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences69
technicalSentenceCount4
matches
0"Behind her, the mundane hum of London's evening traffic vanished as if a heavy velvet curtain had dropped over the world."
1"It throbbed against her palm, a rhythmic pulse that matched the frantic kick-tock of her heart."
2"Only a smooth expanse of pale grey skin, stretched tight over a skull that had too many teeth and no eyes."
3"It dropped to all fours, its limbs elongating with the sickening crunch-crack of breaking bone."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags8
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"Rory shouted, though her throat felt tight"
1"he said, his eyes glowing like embers in the rain"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags6
fancyCount5
fancyTags
0"Rory shouted (shout)"
1"Rory yelled (yell)"
2"the thing whispered (whisper)"
3"thing hissed (hiss)"
4"she screamed (scream)"
dialogueSentences17
tagDensity0.353
leniency0.706
rawRatio0.833
effectiveRatio0.588
76.7759%