Run: 2026-03-09-01KKACC58ASHEEQHX713W103N5

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Duration:
1m 10s
Cost:
$0.050660
Provider:
OpenAI

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
Aurora caught the oak before her knee hit the ground. The bark tore at her palm. The silver chain bit the back of her neck as the Heartstone swung hard against her chest, hot enough to sting through her shirt. Ahead, between the black trunks and low silver flowers, the standing stones rose in a crooked ring like old teeth. “So that’s a yes, then.” Her breath came quick from the walk across the park. Not fear, not yet. The kind of sharp, thin breath she got when a bad idea stopped being theoretical and turned into fact. The pendant pulsed once more. Heat spread over her skin in a steady throb, not random now, not faint. It had dragged her here all evening, waking warm beneath her collarbone the moment she left the road and cut across the dark grass. Every time she had veered away, it had heated until she hissed and corrected course. Useful, if one ignored the part where it behaved like a living thing with an opinion. Aurora pushed off the oak and stepped closer to the stones. They stood half-hidden in a tangle of foxglove, clover and tiny white blooms she didn’t know by name. Richmond Park had plenty of old corners, but this patch sat wrong in the land. Too enclosed. Too still. The air carried no traffic noise, no distant voices, no bark from a dog walker who had stayed too late. London had not vanished, but the grove seemed to hold it at arm’s length, as if the city pressed against thick glass. She rubbed her left wrist, thumb brushing the small crescent scar there, then crouched beside the nearest stone. Ancient oak, Eva had said once, grinning over a pint in Silas’ bar, because Eva loved telling stories she could half-pass off as jokes. Ancient oak standing stones in Richmond. Don’t ask how oak becomes stone. Ask who did it, and what they wanted to keep in. Aurora had laughed at the time. She did not laugh now. The stone felt warm. Not body-warm. Not sun-warm, and she refused that word even in her head because warmth belonged to recent things, living things, things with blood. This heat came from inside. It travelled through the rock and into her fingertips in a low, dull hum. The Heartstone answered. Its crimson centre glowed through the fabric of her shirt with a banked, ember-red light. She pulled the pendant free. Thumb-sized. Deep red. Silver chain. Pretty, until it decided to act like a compass designed by a lunatic. It tugged towards the gap between two stones. “Fine,” she said. Her own voice landed flat, then died too fast. That stopped her more than the heat. Even at night, even alone, a place should answer in small ways. A rustle. A shift. Sound ought to roll away and lose its shape. Here it hit something soft and vanished. Aurora stayed still. She listened. Leaves whispered high above her. A flower stem clicked against stone. From somewhere deeper in the grove came a faint chime, delicate as a spoon against crystal. Not right. No one had business hanging wind chimes in the middle of Richmond Park, and there was no breeze strong enough to make that clear, neat sound. It rang once. Then twice. Then in a slow, odd pattern, as if someone tested notes with patient fingers. She rose and slipped between the stones. The grove changed at once. The park had held ordinary dark, a broad, open dark with space in it. Inside the ring, shadows crowded close. The ground turned soft beneath her boots, thick with moss and petals. Wildflowers spread in drifts that should not have survived this late in the year, pale heads turned towards her as if they could see. Their scent hung heavy, honey and green sap and something sweeter underneath, the smell of fruit left a touch too long in a bowl. Aurora glanced back. The gap between the stones remained behind her, but the park beyond looked farther away than it had any right to be. Branches crossed where there had been open grass. The distance had stretched while she was not looking. “Brilliant,” she muttered. “Love that.” She walked. The pendant tugged her forward in short little pulls, warming, cooling, warming again. She passed under low boughs draped in old ivy and silver lichen. The trunks here twisted with a kind of purpose. Not wind-shaped. Bent. Guided. Their roots rose from the earth in knotted ridges, making ribs of the ground. Another chime drifted through the flowers. Aurora stopped beside a fallen log and waited. Nothing. Then a soft tread to her left. One step. Light. Careful. She turned at once. No one. Only a stand of tall blue flowers, swaying in a rhythm that did not match any other plant around them. She watched until they stilled. The smell in the grove thickened. Under the sweetness came damp soil and the cold mineral tang of old stone, though she had seen no wall and no ruin. She kept moving, slower now. Her phone sat in her pocket like a stupid comfort. She took it out, thumbed the screen awake, and frowned. No signal. Expected. The time display flickered, scrambled into nonsense, then steadied with numbers she did not trust. Expected that less. She switched on the torch. The beam reached out in a pale cone and lost strength after a few feet, swallowed by the dark under the trees. Not blackness, not exactly. More like layers. The light passed through one and failed at the next. “Lovely.” The chime sounded again, closer. Aurora snapped the torch towards it. The beam caught a shape ahead, white and slight, darting behind a trunk. A person. She saw a shoulder, narrow and pale, and a fall of dark hair before the tree hid it. “Hello?” Silence. She almost called again, then shut her mouth. Anyone out here in a place like this either did not need help or offered the wrong kind. The pendant burned against her fingers. She stared at it. The inner glow had sharpened from crimson to a wet, vivid red, like light through thin flesh. It pointed not towards the figure she had seen but further in, towards a cluster of yews that stood so close their branches had grown into one another. Aurora tucked the phone into her pocket but kept the torch in hand. As she approached the yews, the sounds in the grove shifted. She heard breathing. Not hers. It came from ahead at first, slow and shallow. Then from somewhere behind her right shoulder. Then above, in the branches, where no one could stand. Each breath arrived a fraction late, as though several unseen mouths copied one another and failed to match the rhythm. Her skin tightened over her back. She turned in a slow circle. “Not in the mood,” she said. The grove answered with a small laugh. It sounded like Eva. Aurora froze. Not close. Not far. The laugh drifted between the trees, light and amused, with that rough edge Eva got after her second whisky. A perfect little slice of familiarity laid on the dark like bait. “No.” The word came out hard. She had learned that tone with Evan, years ago, before London, before she discovered how fast a man could turn from charm to pressure to hands on wrists. No was a blade if you sharpened it enough. She held it now, though her pulse had started to hammer. The laugh came again, from the left this time. “Rory.” Eva’s voice, warm and lazy. “Come on. Don’t be dramatic.” Aurora backed away from the sound. The yews loomed in front of her. Their trunks fused at the base around a hollow black seam in the earth. The pendant pulled so sharply it slipped through her fingers and snapped taut on its chain, pointing straight at that seam. The ground there did not look dug. It looked parted. A narrow opening cut down between the roots, no wider than a grave at the top, narrowing into dark. Stone steps dropped out of sight beneath the trees, each one damp with a sheen that caught the weak torchlight. A smell flowed up from below, cold iron and stagnant water and something older, dry as old paper. The Heartstone pulsed against her sternum. Once. Twice. Then in the same pattern as the chime. Aurora stared into the opening. “Of course there’s a staircase.” Behind her, footsteps crossed the flowers. Not light this time. Measured. Human weight. She pivoted, torch up. The beam hit a face and slid off it at once, as though light refused the features. She saw pieces only. Bright blue eyes, too wide. Straight black hair to the shoulders. Pale skin. Her own mouth. The figure stood three yards away in her coat. In her jeans. Mud marked one knee exactly where Aurora had knelt by the stone. The pendant glowed red on its chest. Aurora’s hand tightened on the torch until her knuckles ached. The thing smiled first. Not a grin. Not some monstrous split. A careful, private smile Aurora had seen in mirrors when she solved a problem before anyone else in the room. It stepped closer. Flowers bent under its boots without springing back. “That’s enough.” Her voice held. Good. The other Aurora tilted her head. The movement came a touch too smooth, a puppet’s grace hidden under familiar habits. “You came for answers.” Its voice matched hers, Cardiff softened by London, cool and level. Not mimicry now. Ownership. Aurora took one step back and felt the edge of the open stair with her heel. “You’re not giving them.” “Am I not?” The thing lifted its left hand. A small crescent scar marked the wrist. “You left one man when he taught your bones to brace before your mind caught up. You crossed a city. Took rooms over a bar. Carried noodles and duck sauce to strangers. You wear steel in your throat and call it calm. Shall I go on?” Aurora’s stomach turned, not at the facts but at the intimacy of the delivery. Evan had never sounded half so close as this thing did now. “You don’t know me.” “I know what opened.” The false pendant burned brighter. A scrape came from below the roots. Stone against stone. Something moving on the stair. Aurora risked the briefest glance downward. In the dark beneath the yews, red light kindled in pairs. One set. Then another, further down. Not eyes, she thought at first. Then one pair blinked sideways. She snapped the torch back to the double. The thing had moved closer again. Two yards now. “That pendant isn’t yours,” it said. “Funny, because I’m wearing it.” “It was sent to draw a door. Doors attract hunger.” The breathing returned, all around her, closer than before. The trees seemed full of lungs. Aurora slid her free hand to the chain at her neck. The duplicate watched the gesture and bared her own teeth in faint approval. “Yes. Sensible. Give it here.” “And you’ll vanish in a puff of logic?” The thing’s smile widened by a sliver. “No. I’ll leave with your face.” Behind it, shapes passed between the trunks, slim and white, too tall to be foxes, too bent to be deer. They moved in little jerks, stop-start, as if the grove itself advanced in pieces. The chime rang again, louder now, and Aurora saw the source at last. Tiny silver bells hung from the branches above, dozens of them, tied with red thread. They had not been there a moment ago. Or had been, and had chosen not to be seen. The roots beneath her heel shifted. A hand shot out of the dark below and clamped round her ankle. Cold. Dry. Human in shape, wrong in grip, with too many joints folding under the skin. Aurora slammed the torch down on the wrist. Once. Twice. The duplicate lunged.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags6
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences24
tagDensity0.25
leniency0.5
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
97.50% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount2000
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"sharply"
count1
highlights
0"sharply"
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)
57.50% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount2000
totalAiIsms17
found
0
word"pulsed"
count2
1
word"throb"
count1
2
word"warmth"
count1
3
word"crystal"
count1
4
word"flickered"
count1
5
word"silence"
count1
6
word"perfect"
count1
7
word"charm"
count1
8
word"pulse"
count1
9
word"loomed"
count1
10
word"grave"
count1
11
word"footsteps"
count1
12
word"measured"
count1
13
word"weight"
count1
14
word"familiar"
count1
15
word"stomach"
count1
highlights
0"pulsed"
1"throb"
2"warmth"
3"crystal"
4"flickered"
5"silence"
6"perfect"
7"charm"
8"pulse"
9"loomed"
10"grave"
11"footsteps"
12"measured"
13"weight"
14"familiar"
15"stomach"
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
narrationSentences220
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences220
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
1"started to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences239
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen46
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords2000
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions8
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
50.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions41
wordCount1855
uniqueNames9
maxNameDensity1.13
worstName"Aurora"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Aurora"
discoveredNames
Heartstone3
Park2
Eva4
Ancient2
Richmond3
Evan2
London3
Aurora21
Cardiff1
persons
0"Heartstone"
1"Eva"
2"Evan"
3"Aurora"
places
0"Park"
1"Ancient"
2"Richmond"
3"London"
4"Cardiff"
globalScore0.934
windowScore0.5
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences130
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"seemed full of lungs"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches2
per1kWords1
wordCount2000
matches
0"not towards the figure she had seen but further in, towards a cluster of yews"
1"not at the facts but at the intimacy of the delivery"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount3
totalSentences239
matches
0"refused that word"
1"Expected that less."
2"learned that tone"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs123
mean16.26
std18.83
cv1.158
sampleLengths
010
150
25
333
474
511
679
718
847
96
105
1147
123
1346
143
159
167
1732
185
195
206
2116
222
2345
247
255
2680
273
2839
295
302
3152
326
338
341
3511
364
372
3854
395
4020
412
421
4318
445
4539
461
475
4819
492
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences220
matches
0"been open"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs291
matches
0"was not looking"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences239
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount374
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount11
adverbRatio0.029411764705882353
lyAdverbCount0
lyAdverbRatio0
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences239
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences239
mean8.37
std6.84
cv0.817
sampleLengths
010
16
224
320
45
510
64
719
85
914
1024
1115
1216
1311
1418
1515
162
172
1820
1922
2018
2124
226
236
2411
256
265
274
282
2922
305
3114
323
3315
345
351
362
372
3813
398
403
419
427
4312
442
452
469
477
483
492
55.51% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats14
diversityRatio0.3682008368200837
totalSentences239
uniqueOpeners88
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount10
totalSentences176
matches
0"Then in a slow, odd"
1"Then a soft tread to"
2"Only a stand of tall"
3"More like layers."
4"Then from somewhere behind her"
5"Then above, in the branches,"
6"Then in the same pattern"
7"Bright blue eyes, too wide."
8"Then another, further down."
9"Then one pair blinked sideways."
ratio0.057
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount43
totalSentences176
matches
0"Her breath came quick from"
1"It had dragged her here"
2"They stood half-hidden in a"
3"She rubbed her left wrist,"
4"She did not laugh now."
5"It travelled through the rock"
6"Its crimson centre glowed through"
7"She pulled the pendant free."
8"It tugged towards the gap"
9"Her own voice landed flat,"
10"It rang once."
11"She rose and slipped between"
12"Their scent hung heavy, honey"
13"She passed under low boughs"
14"Their roots rose from the"
15"She turned at once."
16"She watched until they stilled."
17"She kept moving, slower now."
18"Her phone sat in her"
19"She took it out, thumbed"
ratio0.244
73.64% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount136
totalSentences176
matches
0"Aurora caught the oak before"
1"The bark tore at her"
2"The silver chain bit the"
3"Her breath came quick from"
4"The kind of sharp, thin"
5"The pendant pulsed once more."
6"Heat spread over her skin"
7"It had dragged her here"
8"Every time she had veered"
9"Aurora pushed off the oak"
10"They stood half-hidden in a"
11"Richmond Park had plenty of"
12"The air carried no traffic"
13"London had not vanished, but"
14"She rubbed her left wrist,"
15"Ask who did it, and"
16"Aurora had laughed at the"
17"She did not laugh now."
18"The stone felt warm."
19"This heat came from inside."
ratio0.773
28.41% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences176
matches
0"Even at night, even alone,"
ratio0.006
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences76
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"Only a stand of tall blue flowers, swaying in a rhythm that did not match any other plant around them."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags6
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags4
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"she muttered (mutter)"
dialogueSentences24
tagDensity0.167
leniency0.333
rawRatio0.25
effectiveRatio0.083
92.0852%