Run: 2026-03-11-01KKFCP0HGTWXT9J8ZZY99EQ31

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50.0s
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Stealth

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You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Romance genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally"> <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor> <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair> <height>5'11"</height> <age>32</age> <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane> <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress> <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description> <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory> </character> <location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth"> <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat> <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security> <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the romance genre. Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The third deadbolt scraped home just as the knock came. Not the polite double-tap of a neighbour or the rhythmic shuffle of the postman. Three sharp raps. Commanding. A sound that belonged to polished hallways and marble foyers, not a curry-stained staircase in Brick Lane. Aurora’s hand froze on the bolt. Her heart didn’t race, it calculated. A delivery mix-up? Unlikely. Yu-Fei would call. A problem from the bar downstairs? Silas would shout up. That left the other kind of visitor. The kind that arrived unannounced and carried trouble like expensive cologne. She peered through the peephole. The fisheye lens warped the hallway’s single bare bulb, bending light over a familiar silhouette. Charcoal wool, a slash of platinum hair. He stood unnervingly still, like a predator that knew it had been spotted. Aurora unlatched the door. The scent hit first—sandalwood and something colder, like ozone after a storm. Lucien Moreau filled the doorway, his ivory-handled cane hooked over one arm. His heterochromatic eyes, one the colour of aged whisky, the other a void, swept over her. Not a greeting. An assessment. "Rory." His voice was low, a Marseille accent smoothing the edges of the word. "It’s eleven o’clock on a Tuesday, Lucien." She didn’t move from the threshold. "People with manners send a text." "People with manners answer their phone." He held up his own, a sleek black rectangle. "You’ve been dodging my calls for a week. Eva, too. It became… concerning." The lie hung between them, polished and plausible. Concern. As if Lucien Moreau concerned himself with anything that didn’t serve a purpose. His concern was a currency, spent only for a return. "Eva’s on a research trip. Library archives in Edinburgh. You know that." She knew he knew. Lucien’s information network was a web of whispers and bribes; a historian’s travel plans wouldn’t escape it. "May I come in? Or shall we conduct our business on the landing for Mrs. Aziz to enjoy?" He glanced meaningfully at the door opposite, where the elderly neighbour’s television blared a late-night quiz show. Aurora stepped back, a silent concession. He entered, and the cramped flat seemed to shrink. He moved with a quiet economy, his gaze cataloguing the chaos—stacks of books on demonology from the 16th century, scrolls tied with ribbon, Ptolemy the tabby cat watching warily from atop a precarious tower of journals. The air smelled of old paper, dust, and the faint, ghostly aroma of turmeric from the restaurant below. He stopped in the centre of the room, not sitting. Invading the space without claiming it. A classic Lucien move. "Nice place." His tone made it a criticism. "The locks are good, at least. Eva’s choice?" "The world you inhabit tends to encourage them." Aurora crossed her arms, leaning against the kitchen counter. Her crescent-shaped scar pressed against her sleeve. A childhood accident, she’d always told people. The truth was a different, sharper story. "What do you want, Lucien?" He turned, and the lamplight caught the dual colours of his eyes. The amber one held a flicker of something that might have been warmth, once. The black one held nothing but depth. "A problem has surfaced. One that intersects with your recent… extracurricular activities." He used the cane to point at a specific scroll on Eva’s desk. "The Thorne Codex. You’ve been asking about it. At the Black Dog. At the market in Camden. To people who should not be asked." Aurora’s jaw tightened. The Thorne Codex was a myth, a ledger said to contain the true names of a dozen mid-level demons currently squatting in London’s supernatural underbelly. Finding it meant leverage, power, or a very messy death. Eva had been chasing a lead for months. "Eva’s research is her own." "Eva is currently unreachable in a city with poor mobile reception. And you, my dear Rory, are poking a hornet’s nest with a very short stick." He took a step closer. The scent of sandalwood intensified. "The name you dropped to that warlock in Shoreditch? Silas heard it from you. The warlock is now dead. Ritualistically. His tongue removed." The flat’s warmth evaporated. Aurora uncrossed her arms. "I didn’t—" "I know you didn’t kill him. You lack the flair for it." A ghost of a smile. "But you set a stone rolling. And I am here to tell you it is gaining speed, and it is heading for this door." Ptolemy yawned, a tiny pink cavern, utterly indifferent to the rising tension. "Why come to me? Why not handle it yourself?" The question was an accusation. Lucien always handled things. For a price. "Because the party who now seeks the Codex, and who believes you know its whereabouts, operates outside my usual… channels." He paused, letting the weight of that settle. Lucien’s channels were the sewers and salons of the supernatural world. Whatever he considered outside of them was truly dark. "They are not interested in negotiation. They are interested in acquisition. Of the Codex, and of anyone connected to it." "You’re trying to scare me." "I am trying to *inform* you. Fear is a natural byproduct." He reached into his inner jacket pocket. Aurora tensed, her hand drifting towards a heavy book on the counter. But he withdrew only a small, black phone. He tapped the screen and turned it to show her a grainy security still. It showed the alley behind the Golden Empress, from last night. A figure in a long, dark coat stood under the sodium lamp, looking directly up at her window. The face was in shadow, but the posture was predatory. Waiting. "They’re watching the restaurant. My job." "They are watching you. Your routine. Your friends." Lucien’s voice dropped to a murmur. "The question is, do you want to wait for them to make the next move? Or do you want to use my considerable resources to disappear until I can dismantle the threat?" The offer dangled. Safety, at his price. Control, surrendered to him. The old, familiar trap. "And what’s your price this time, Lucien? A favour? A blood pact? Another piece of my soul you can put on layaway?" His expression didn’t change, but the air grew colder. "Your gratitude. And your cooperation. You will stop your amateur investigation. You will let me handle this." The patronising tone ignited a spark in her chest. "I’m not one of your pieces to move on a board. This is my life. Eva’s life. We’re not your problem to solve." "You became my problem," he said, his calm fracturing just enough for an edge to show, "when your name started getting whispered in the same breath as mine. When my associates began asking why the human delivery girl is asking questions that could get her killed. You compromised my position, Rory. You made this my business." He was close now, close enough that she had to tilt her head to hold his gaze. The amber eye burned. The black one promised stillness. "So you’re here to what? Strong-arm me into hiding? Tuck me away like a naughty child?" "I’m here to keep you alive, you stubborn—" He cut himself off, pressing his lips into a thin line. He looked away, towards the window and the dark alley beyond where the watcher had stood. When he spoke again, his voice was low, rough. "I owed Eva a debt. A long-standing one. This is how I repay it. By keeping you from getting yourself killed over a ghost story." The mention of Eva was a calculated blow. He knew her loyalty to her friend was the one lever that might work. The silence stretched. Ptolemy hopped down from his perch and began winding between Lucien’s legs, a furry, purring traitor. "You could have led with that," Aurora said quietly. "The debt to Eva. Instead of the ‘concern’ and the ‘position’." "Would it have made a difference?" She thought about it. The watcher’s image was burned into her mind. The cold certainty in Lucien’s voice. "Probably not. But it would have been more honest." "Honesty is a luxury in my world." "And in mine, it’s a necessity." She pushed off from the counter, creating a foot of space between them. "I won’t run. And I won’t stop asking questions. But I’ll be smarter about it. I’ll use channels." His jaw worked. "What channels? You have no channels." "I have you." The words left her mouth before she could stop them. A gamble. A throw of the dice into the heart of the storm. "You’re already involved. You’re already here. So help me. Not by hiding me. By guiding me. Give me the names that won’t get a warlock’s tongue ripped out. Show me the doors I can knock on without getting my hand cut off." It was an offer to turn from a liability into an asset. A move on his board, but one she controlled. Lucien studied her, his gaze so intense she felt pinned. He was weighing risks, debts, and something else she couldn’t name. The cane in his hand tapped a slow, rhythmic beat against the floor. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. "You would work with me? Knowing what I am? Knowing what I’ve done?" The questions were tests. "I’d work with the devil I know to avoid the one I don’t." She held his gaze, letting him see the resolve there, and the fear she refused to let win. "Well?" The tapping stopped. He reached into his coat again, this time producing a simple, steel key. He held it out on his palm. "This opens a safe house in Clerkenwell. Unlisted. Monitored. You go there tonight. You stay until I send word. Tomorrow, I will provide you with one name. One safe lead. We will go together. And you will follow my instructions to the letter." It was a compromise. A leash, but a longer one. Aurora looked at the key, then back at his face. The watcher in the alley flashed in her mind. The dead warlock. She took the key. The metal was cold. "Fine." He nodded, a single, sharp dip of his chin. The relief she expected to see was absent, replaced by a grim focus. He turned for the door, his movements efficient once more. "Pack a bag. Ten minutes. I’ll wait downstairs." He was at the door, hand on the knob, when he paused. He didn’t turn around. "And Rory? The debt to Eva is paid. From this moment, what happens between us is… our own affair." The door clicked shut behind him, leaving the scent of ozone and sandalwood hanging in the air like a challenge. Aurora stood in the sudden quiet, the steel key cold and heavy in her hand. Downstairs, she heard the distinct, expensive sound of Lucien’s car door opening, then closing with a solid thud. The game had changed. She just wasn’t sure if she’d just gained a powerful ally, or walked willingly into a gilded cage.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags18
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"He glanced meaningfully [meaningfully]"
1"Aurora said quietly [quietly]"
dialogueSentences51
tagDensity0.353
leniency0.706
rawRatio0.111
effectiveRatio0.078
86.30% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1825
totalAiIsmAdverbs5
found
0
adverb"warily"
count1
1
adverb"very"
count2
2
adverb"utterly"
count1
3
adverb"truly"
count1
highlights
0"warily"
1"very"
2"utterly"
3"truly"
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)
53.42% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1825
totalAiIsms17
found
0
word"rhythmic"
count2
1
word"marble"
count1
2
word"race"
count1
3
word"calculated"
count2
4
word"familiar"
count2
5
word"predator"
count1
6
word"flicker"
count1
7
word"warmth"
count2
8
word"tension"
count1
9
word"weight"
count1
10
word"silence"
count1
11
word"resolve"
count1
12
word"efficient"
count1
highlights
0"rhythmic"
1"marble"
2"race"
3"calculated"
4"familiar"
5"predator"
6"flicker"
7"warmth"
8"tension"
9"weight"
10"silence"
11"resolve"
12"efficient"
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
narrationSentences130
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences130
filterMatches
0"see"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences160
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen56
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords1
totalWords1823
ratio0.001
matches
0"inform"
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
totalMentions37
wordCount1131
uniqueNames13
maxNameDensity0.97
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Brick1
Lane1
Moreau2
Marseille1
Lucien11
Aurora10
Ptolemy3
Eva3
Thorne1
Codex1
London1
Golden1
Empress1
persons
0"Moreau"
1"Lucien"
2"Aurora"
3"Ptolemy"
4"Eva"
places
0"Brick"
1"Lane"
2"Marseille"
3"London"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences86
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1823
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences160
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs62
mean29.4
std19.14
cv0.651
sampleLengths
045
147
240
316
433
514
619
728
832
933
1035
1169
1220
1316
1443
1533
1649
1746
185
1959
2010
2141
2212
2321
2468
255
2692
276
2846
2915
3022
3126
3232
3356
3426
3516
3669
3722
3819
3920
406
4127
427
4337
449
4568
4621
4736
4817
4932
99.87% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences130
matches
0"been spotted"
1"was burned"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs185
matches
0"was weighing"
89.29% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount2
semicolonCount1
flaggedSentences3
totalSentences160
ratio0.019
matches
0"The scent hit first—sandalwood and something colder, like ozone after a storm."
1"Lucien’s information network was a web of whispers and bribes; a historian’s travel plans wouldn’t escape it."
2"He moved with a quiet economy, his gaze cataloguing the chaos—stacks of books on demonology from the 16th century, scrolls tied with ribbon, Ptolemy the tabby cat watching warily from atop a precarious tower of journals."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1143
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount32
adverbRatio0.02799650043744532
lyAdverbCount16
lyAdverbRatio0.01399825021872266
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences160
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences160
mean11.39
std8.84
cv0.776
sampleLengths
010
114
23
31
417
56
66
73
81
93
106
114
127
1311
145
1515
167
1713
184
1912
2012
2116
223
232
2414
2513
266
2715
2813
298
301
3113
3210
3316
3417
3535
366
379
3836
3918
4010
416
424
438
448
4517
467
477
487
495
43.96% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats18
diversityRatio0.33125
totalSentences160
uniqueOpeners53
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences122
matches(empty)
ratio0
79.02% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount43
totalSentences122
matches
0"Her heart didn’t race, it"
1"She peered through the peephole."
2"He stood unnervingly still, like"
3"His heterochromatic eyes, one the"
4"His voice was low, a"
5"She didn’t move from the"
6"He held up his own,"
7"His concern was a currency,"
8"She knew he knew"
9"He glanced meaningfully at the"
10"He entered, and the cramped"
11"He moved with a quiet"
12"He stopped in the centre"
13"His tone made it a"
14"Her crescent-shaped scar pressed against"
15"He turned, and the lamplight"
16"He used the cane to"
17"He took a step closer"
18"He paused, letting the weight"
19"He reached into his inner"
ratio0.352
0.98% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount112
totalSentences122
matches
0"The third deadbolt scraped home"
1"A sound that belonged to"
2"Aurora’s hand froze on the"
3"Her heart didn’t race, it"
4"A delivery mix-up?"
5"Yu-Fei would call."
6"A problem from the bar"
7"Silas would shout up."
8"That left the other kind"
9"The kind that arrived unannounced"
10"She peered through the peephole."
11"The fisheye lens warped the"
12"Charcoal wool, a slash of"
13"He stood unnervingly still, like"
14"Aurora unlatched the door."
15"The scent hit first—sandalwood and"
16"Lucien Moreau filled the doorway,"
17"His heterochromatic eyes, one the"
18"His voice was low, a"
19"She didn’t move from the"
ratio0.918
40.98% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences122
matches
0"As if Lucien Moreau concerned"
ratio0.008
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences44
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"A sound that belonged to polished hallways and marble foyers, not a curry-stained staircase in Brick Lane."
1"He knew her loyalty to her friend was the one lever that might work."
97.22% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags18
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"he said, his calm fracturing just enough for an edge to show,"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags2
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences51
tagDensity0.039
leniency0.078
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
86.3680%