Run: 2026-03-11-01KKFBJDBTMB7TGFJZ52FF6M1N

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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 night swallowed Aurora whole as she slipped through the iron gate of the Fae Grove, the Heartstone pendant throbbing against her skin like a second heartbeat. She had chased rumors of a portal that could mend the wound left by Evan, the ex who had left her bruised and empty‑handed, but the path had led her here, into a pocket of earth that breathed differently from the city she knew. She paused on the mossy stone, eyes adjusting to the violet glow that seeped from the wildflowers that bloomed out of season. The standing stones at the Grove’s edge loomed like ancient sentinels, their surfaces slick with night‑dew. A rustle in the underbrush made her muscles tighten; she forced herself to breathe slow, to listen. A footstep cracked twig nearby. She spun, hand instinctively reaching for the silver chain of the pendant, feeling its faint warmth pulse. Something moved at the edge of vision, a flicker of pale light that seemed to gather and then dissolve. She forced her gaze forward, refusing to let the darkness dictate her fear. The path ahead twisted into a hollow, the air thickening with the scent of damp earth and something sweet, like rotting apples. Aurora stepped closer to the centre of the clearing, where a shallow pool mirrored the sky. The water’s surface rippled without wind, forming concentric circles that slowed to a halt as she approached. “Hello?” she called, her voice thin against the night. “Is anyone here?” Her words fell into the gloom and were swallowed, returning only as a faint echo that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere. A low hum rose from the stones, a vibration that resonated in her teeth. She felt a tug behind her, a pressure that urged her to turn. She hesitated, then lifted her head, and there—standing just beyond the edge of the stone circle—was a figure draped in tattered green, its form shifting like mist caught in a storm. The figure raised a hand, fingers elongated, tips ending in delicate points that glimmered with a faint crimson sheen, the colour of the Heartstone’s glow. Its mouth opened, but no sound emerged; instead, the pendant flared brighter, casting a deep red halo around Aurora’s face. She stepped back, the cool grass slipping beneath her boots. The figure’s eyes—if they could be called eyes—were twin pits of darkness, absorbing the weak light. It spoke, not in words, but in a cadence that vibrated through the soil, through the very marrow of her bones. “You carry the Heart,” it whispered, though the sound seemed to emanate from the stones themselves. “The portal opens when the blood of the old world meets the blood of the new.” Aurora’s breath caught. She remembered the mantra her mother had taught her as a child: “Never stare at the fire for too long, lest it stare back.” She raised a hand, clutching the pendant tighter, feeling its pulse sync with the thrum of the Grove. “Who are you?” she demanded, voice steadier than she felt. “What do you want?” The figure’s head tilted, as if considering a riddle. “We are the keepers of the threshold. We guard what lies between worlds. You seek to cross, but the crossing demands a price.” A sudden chill surged through the clearing, and the standing stones vibrated, emitting a low, resonant hum that seemed to vibrate the very air. Shadows coalesced into shapes, more of the pale forms emerging from the darkness, each one moving with a jerky, unnatural grace. One of them reached out, hand hovering just above Aurora’s shoulder. She jerked away, heart hammering, and the pendant flared again, a brighter, hotter light now searing her palm. The heat seeped into her skin, causing a thin line of blood to well up at the scar on her wrist. The scar stung, and a rush of memories flooded—her childhood accident, the crash of the glass, the cold metal of a broken bottle. She remembered the scar’s crescent shape as a child, how it had become a mark of survival. Now it burned, as though the Grove was trying to rewrite her story. The figure stepped forward, the grass bending under its weight without making a sound. “You cannot leave without offering,” it hissed, voice now a chorus of whispers that seemed to come from the trees, the stones, the very wind. “Your blood, your memory, your desire.” Aurora’s mind raced. She had fled to London to escape Evan’s abuse, to find a new beginning in the city’s relentless rain. She had built a life as a delivery rider for the Golden Empress, her days numbered by parcels and deadlines. But here, in this isolated clearing, the world seemed to warp around her, pulling at threads she barely understood. She raised the pendant again, its glow pulsing like a beacon. “If you want a price, take it. I’m not giving you anything else.” The figure’s hand brushed her cheek, an icy caress that left frost on her skin. The frost melted instantly, leaving a smear of dark liquid that dripped down her neck. The liquid pooled, dark as ink, spreading over the grass like a stain. She could feel the portal opening behind the stones, a rippling veil of darkness that threatened to swallow everything. The veil seemed to breathe, expanding and contracting as if it were alive. A low, guttural laugh rose from the void, echoing through the trees. “Very well,” the figure said, its voice now a blend of many tongues, each syllable a promise and a threat. “Take the gift.” It thrust a hand forward, and a vortex of cold, black wind surged from the centre of the stone circle. Aurora felt the wind slam into her, knocking the pendant from her grasp. It spun through the air, clattering against a stone, then landing on the ground with a hollow thud. The Heartstone lay there, its crimson glow now a jagged scar across the stone’s face. She lunged for it, but before her fingers could close around it, something grasped her wrist from behind. Strong, unyielding, it held her in place, forcing her back. The grip was not human; it was bone‑dry and cold, yet it tensed like a living thing. “Stop,” a voice whispered directly into her ear, low and guttural, as if breathing from the back of her throat. “You cannot take what is not yours.” Aurora twisted, fighting against the unseen force, but the grip was ironclad. She glanced down at the pendant, now half buried in the stone, its glow flickering erratically. The portal’s edge rippled, and a tendril of darkness slipped out, curling towards her like a snake. She stared at the tendril, heart pounding, and the figure’s hand tightened around her wrist, pulling her forward. The vine‑like tendril brushed her cheek, leaving a faint, icy trail that made her skin prickle. The world seemed to tilt, the night sky twisting into a vortex of stars and shadows. Just as the darkness was about to engulf her, a sudden, sharp crack split the air—a sound like glass shattering, like a bone breaking. The standing stones shuddered, and a fissure cracked open at the base of the nearest stone, widening rapidly. A torrent of black water gushed forth, spewing forth from the fissure, flooding the clearing with a cold, oily mist. Aurora’s scream tore from her throat, raw and unfiltered, as she felt the water rush over her, pulling her toward the fissure. The figure’s grip released, and it stepped back into the shadows, its form dissolving into the night. The water surged higher, spilling over the stones, washing away the wildflowers, revealing a dark, gaping maw beneath the clearing—an abyss that seemed to swallow light, sound, and breath alike. The Heartstone lay at the centre of the maw, its glow now a violent, pulsing red that seemed to match the beating of Aurora’s heart. She fell forward, the cold water enveloping her, but the pendant, still clutched in her fist, flared a final, blinding flash. A force erupted from the pendant, a wave of raw, white light that shot upwards, tearing through the darkness. The light hit the maw, and for a heartbeat, the darkness recoiled, recoiling like a wounded beast. Then, from the depths of the water, something rose—a massive, gaunt hand with fingers elongated, nails elongated into claws that glistened with the same crimson hue as the pendant. The hand seized the pendant, pulling it toward the abyss. Aurora’s eyes widened as the hand’s grip tightened around the Heartstone, and the pendant cracked, splintering into shards that fell like blood‑stained rain across the clearing. With each shard that fell, a scream echoed—no longer hers, but a chorus of voices from a thousand years of forgotten souls trapped within the Grove. The figure that had spoken now stood fully revealed, a being of wilted vines and cracked bone, its face a mask of ancient sorrow and unending hunger. It lifted the cracked pendant, its eyes now burning with a fierce, otherworldly fire. “Now the portal opens,” it intoned, voice reverberating through stone and bone. “And you will be the first to witness the true face of the Ravisher.” The ground beneath Aurora’s feet gave way, the fissure expanding into a chasm that threatened to swallow her whole. The dark water roiled, pulling at her legs, dragging her toward the yawning mouth of the abyss. She clutched at the remaining shards of the pendant, the cold shards biting into her palm. The portal’s edge pulsed, a living thing that seemed to inhale and exhale with the rhythm of the Grove itself. Just as the water reached her knees, a crack echoed from deeper within the Grove—another fissure, a different sound, sharper, more urgent. A figure emerged from the shadows at the edge of the clearing, a silhouette of a man, his coat drenched in rain that never fell, his eyes burning with a familiar, desperate light. “Rory,” he hissed, voice a blend of warning and pleading. “Don’t—” Before he could finish, the massive hand jerked upward, pulling the cracked pendant free and hurling it toward the newcomer. The shards struck his chest, and his body convulsed, a scream tearing from his throat as he collapsed onto the moss, blood seeping from his wounds, staining the green with dark crimson. The hand of the portal surged forward, fingers clawing at the air, reaching for Aurora. She felt the cold pull tug at her very soul, but she refused to let go. With a final, desperate surge of strength, she kicked off the stone, using the broken shards as leverage, and launched herself backward, away from the abyss. She crashed onto the hard earth outside the clearing, the impact jarring her bones. The portal’s maw snapped shut with a deafening roar, the darkness receding as if it had never been there. The standing stones stood silent once more, their surfaces slick with rain that now fell in a steady drizzle, washing away the night’s chill. Aurora lay on the ground, breath ragged, heart pounding, the pendant’s remnants scattered around her like broken glass. She stared at the shattered pieces, feeling the weight of each fragment as if they were tiny, throbbing hearts. She could hear faint whispers lingering in the air, the promise of something beyond the veil still humming. A hand rested on her shoulder—cold, skeletal, unmistakable. She turned her head, and in the gloom, the figure loomed, its many eyes reflecting the dim light of the failing portal. It raised its other hand, palm open, and whispered a single word that seemed to echo in every fibre of her being. “Finish.” The darkness surged toward her again, an endless wave of cold and hunger, and the chapter ends as her fingers closed around the largest shard of the cracked Heartstone, and a cold, unseen force wrapped its long, bony fingers around her throat.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags10
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"a voice whispered directly [directly]"
dialogueSentences20
tagDensity0.5
leniency1
rawRatio0.1
effectiveRatio0.1
87.50% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount2000
totalAiIsmAdverbs5
found
0
adverb"very"
count5
highlights
0"very"
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)
7.50% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount2000
totalAiIsms37
found
0
word"loomed"
count2
1
word"sentinels"
count1
2
word"warmth"
count1
3
word"pulse"
count2
4
word"flicker"
count1
5
word"gloom"
count2
6
word"echo"
count2
7
word"resonated"
count1
8
word"vibrated"
count2
9
word"chill"
count2
10
word"searing"
count1
11
word"weight"
count2
12
word"desire"
count1
13
word"raced"
count1
14
word"beacon"
count1
15
word"could feel"
count1
16
word"echoing"
count1
17
word"pounding"
count2
18
word"maw"
count4
19
word"depths"
count1
20
word"echoed"
count2
21
word"otherworldly"
count1
22
word"pulsed"
count1
23
word"familiar"
count1
24
word"shattered"
count1
highlights
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1"sentinels"
2"warmth"
3"pulse"
4"flicker"
5"gloom"
6"echo"
7"resonated"
8"vibrated"
9"chill"
10"searing"
11"weight"
12"desire"
13"raced"
14"beacon"
15"could feel"
16"echoing"
17"pounding"
18"maw"
19"depths"
20"echoed"
21"otherworldly"
22"pulsed"
23"familiar"
24"shattered"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
highlights
0"eyes widened"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences102
matches
0"felt a tug"
0.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount12
narrationSentences102
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences112
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen44
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1989
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions12
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions33
wordCount1865
uniqueNames8
maxNameDensity0.75
worstName"Aurora"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Aurora"
discoveredNames
Aurora14
Fae1
Grove7
Heartstone6
Evan2
London1
Golden1
Empress1
persons
0"Aurora"
1"Heartstone"
2"Evan"
places
0"Fae"
1"Grove"
2"London"
globalScore1
windowScore1
0.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences99
glossingSentenceCount9
matches
0"light that seemed to gather and then dissolve"
1"echo that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere"
2"as if considering a riddle"
3"hum that seemed to vibrate the very air"
4"whispers that seemed to come from the trees, the stones, the very wind"
5"as if breathing from the back of her throat"
6"abyss that seemed to swallow light, sound, and breath alike"
7"thing that seemed to inhale and exhale with the rhythm of the Grove itself"
8"word that seemed to echo in every fibre of her being"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.503
wordCount1989
matches
0"not in words, but in a cadence"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences112
matches(empty)
55.09% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs45
mean44.2
std15.15
cv0.343
sampleLengths
071
155
254
355
435
558
645
747
832
945
1014
1132
1245
1373
1430
1545
1661
1724
1843
1944
2023
2166
2245
2327
2445
2550
2662
2739
2855
2940
3056
3152
3241
3326
3436
3536
3655
3711
3852
3957
4057
4155
4252
431
4442
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences102
matches
0"were swallowed"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs318
matches
0"was trying"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount11
semicolonCount3
flaggedSentences12
totalSentences112
ratio0.107
matches
0"A rustle in the underbrush made her muscles tighten; she forced herself to breathe slow, to listen."
1"She hesitated, then lifted her head, and there—standing just beyond the edge of the stone circle—was a figure draped in tattered green, its form shifting like mist caught in a storm."
2"Its mouth opened, but no sound emerged; instead, the pendant flared brighter, casting a deep red halo around Aurora’s face."
3"The figure’s eyes—if they could be called eyes—were twin pits of darkness, absorbing the weak light."
4"The scar stung, and a rush of memories flooded—her childhood accident, the crash of the glass, the cold metal of a broken bottle."
5"The grip was not human; it was bone‑dry and cold, yet it tensed like a living thing."
6"Just as the darkness was about to engulf her, a sudden, sharp crack split the air—a sound like glass shattering, like a bone breaking."
7"The water surged higher, spilling over the stones, washing away the wildflowers, revealing a dark, gaping maw beneath the clearing—an abyss that seemed to swallow light, sound, and breath alike."
8"Then, from the depths of the water, something rose—a massive, gaunt hand with fingers elongated, nails elongated into claws that glistened with the same crimson hue as the pendant."
9"With each shard that fell, a scream echoed—no longer hers, but a chorus of voices from a thousand years of forgotten souls trapped within the Grove."
10"Just as the water reached her knees, a crack echoed from deeper within the Grove—another fissure, a different sound, sharper, more urgent."
11"A hand rested on her shoulder—cold, skeletal, unmistakable."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1876
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount56
adverbRatio0.029850746268656716
lyAdverbCount11
lyAdverbRatio0.005863539445628998
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences112
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences112
mean17.76
std7.67
cv0.432
sampleLengths
027
144
222
316
417
55
617
719
813
922
1016
1117
129
1326
1414
1513
1631
1725
1820
1910
2016
2121
2216
2316
243
2542
2610
274
289
2923
3024
3121
3211
3318
3421
3523
3617
3713
3814
3925
406
413
4219
4320
4419
4511
4613
4715
4815
4913
37.50% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats14
diversityRatio0.2767857142857143
totalSentences112
uniqueOpeners31
32.68% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences102
matches
0"Then, from the depths of"
ratio0.01
74.90% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount37
totalSentences102
matches
0"She had chased rumors of"
1"She paused on the mossy"
2"She spun, hand instinctively reaching"
3"She forced her gaze forward,"
4"she called, her voice thin"
5"Her words fell into the"
6"She felt a tug behind"
7"She hesitated, then lifted her"
8"Its mouth opened, but no"
9"She stepped back, the cool"
10"It spoke, not in words,"
11"it whispered, though the sound"
12"She remembered the mantra her"
13"she demanded, voice steadier than"
14"She jerked away, heart hammering,"
15"She remembered the scar’s crescent"
16"it hissed, voice now a"
17"She had fled to London"
18"She had built a life"
19"She raised the pendant again,"
ratio0.363
9.02% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount92
totalSentences102
matches
0"The night swallowed Aurora whole"
1"She had chased rumors of"
2"She paused on the mossy"
3"The standing stones at the"
4"A rustle in the underbrush"
5"A footstep cracked twig nearby."
6"She spun, hand instinctively reaching"
7"Something moved at the edge"
8"She forced her gaze forward,"
9"The path ahead twisted into"
10"Aurora stepped closer to the"
11"The water’s surface rippled without"
12"she called, her voice thin"
13"Her words fell into the"
14"A low hum rose from"
15"She felt a tug behind"
16"She hesitated, then lifted her"
17"The figure raised a hand,"
18"Its mouth opened, but no"
19"She stepped back, the cool"
ratio0.902
100.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount4
totalSentences102
matches
0"Now it burned, as though"
1"Just as the darkness was"
2"Just as the water reached"
3"Before he could finish, the"
ratio0.039
0.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences87
technicalSentenceCount18
matches
0"She paused on the mossy stone, eyes adjusting to the violet glow that seeped from the wildflowers that bloomed out of season."
1"The water’s surface rippled without wind, forming concentric circles that slowed to a halt as she approached."
2"A low hum rose from the stones, a vibration that resonated in her teeth."
3"She hesitated, then lifted her head, and there—standing just beyond the edge of the stone circle—was a figure draped in tattered green, its form shifting like m…"
4"The figure raised a hand, fingers elongated, tips ending in delicate points that glimmered with a faint crimson sheen, the colour of the Heartstone’s glow."
5"A sudden chill surged through the clearing, and the standing stones vibrated, emitting a low, resonant hum that seemed to vibrate the very air."
6"She could feel the portal opening behind the stones, a rippling veil of darkness that threatened to swallow everything."
7"The veil seemed to breathe, expanding and contracting as if it were alive."
8"She stared at the tendril, heart pounding, and the figure’s hand tightened around her wrist, pulling her forward."
9"The vine‑like tendril brushed her cheek, leaving a faint, icy trail that made her skin prickle."
10"The water surged higher, spilling over the stones, washing away the wildflowers, revealing a dark, gaping maw beneath the clearing—an abyss that seemed to swall…"
11"Then, from the depths of the water, something rose—a massive, gaunt hand with fingers elongated, nails elongated into claws that glistened with the same crimson…"
12"Aurora’s eyes widened as the hand’s grip tightened around the Heartstone, and the pendant cracked, splintering into shards that fell like blood‑stained rain acr…"
13"The ground beneath Aurora’s feet gave way, the fissure expanding into a chasm that threatened to swallow her whole."
14"The dark water roiled, pulling at her legs, dragging her toward the yawning mouth of the abyss."
15"The shards struck his chest, and his body convulsed, a scream tearing from his throat as he collapsed onto the moss, blood seeping from his wounds, staining the…"
16"She stared at the shattered pieces, feeling the weight of each fragment as if they were tiny, throbbing hearts."
17"It raised its other hand, palm open, and whispered a single word that seemed to echo in every fibre of her being."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags10
uselessAdditionCount3
matches
0"she called, her voice thin against the night"
1"she demanded, voice steadier than she felt"
2"it intoned, voice reverberating through stone and bone"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags7
fancyCount5
fancyTags
0"it whispered (whisper)"
1"she demanded (demand)"
2"it hissed (hiss)"
3"a voice whispered directly (whisper)"
4"he hissed (hiss)"
dialogueSentences20
tagDensity0.35
leniency0.7
rawRatio0.714
effectiveRatio0.5
66.8063%