Run: 2026-03-11-01KKFK7TSX0T9E4685MEVYJ87S

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22.7s
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System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Literary Fiction genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4413" name="Silas Blackwood" aliases="Silas, Si, the Spymaster" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Mentor"> <eyeColor>hazel</eyeColor> <hair>grey-streaked auburn</hair> <height>6'1"</height> <age>58</age> <beard>neatly trimmed, matching his grey-streaked auburn hair</beard> <limp>slight limp in his left leg from an old knee injury</limp> <signetRing>silver signet ring, always worn on his right hand</signetRing> <description>Silas is a retired intelligence operative turned bar owner. He carries himself with quiet authority.</description> <backstory>Former MI6 field agent who retired after a botched operation in Prague left him with a permanent knee injury. He opened "The Raven's Nest" bar in Soho as a front for his network of contacts.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the literary fiction genre. Two old friends who haven't seen each other in years run into each other unexpectedly at a bar. One of them has changed significantly. Through their conversation and the tension between who they were and who they've become, reveal the weight of time and unspoken regret. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The man at the end of the bar had been watching her for three drinks. Aurora—Rory—Laila, whoever she was pretending to be on any given Tuesday—kept her eyes on the amber liquid in front of her and let her peripheral vision do the work. She'd learned that trick from Silas. The man had a way of standing perfectly still while noticing everything, his signet ring catching the light whenever he polished a glass. Tonight, though, Silas was somewhere in the back, tending to whatever fires needed tending to, which left Rory alone at the bar with a stranger's gaze burning into the side of her skull. The Raven's Nest was quiet for a Wednesday. A couple of regulars occupied their usual spots near the wall of old maps, nursing pints with the solemnity of monks at prayer. The green neon sign above the door buzzed its perpetual hum, painting the entrance in sickly light. Rory's fingers traced the crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist, the old nervous habit she'd never quite shaken. "You're not from around here." She didn't startle. That was the thing about living above a bar run by a retired intelligence operative—you learned to expect voices from behind you. "Depends what you mean by 'around here,'" she said, not turning. "Cardiff. You're from Cardiff." Her hand stilled on the scar. She turned. He was taller than she remembered, or maybe she'd simply forgotten how to judge distance. His face had thinned, cheekbones sharpened into something almost architectural beneath skin that had gone from smooth to weathered in the decade since she'd last seen him. But the eyes—grey-green and heavy-lidded—those hadn't changed. "Tomás," she said. The name felt foreign in her mouth. Like a word she'd once known fluently now reduced to muscle memory. "I knew it." He slid into the stool beside her, close enough that she caught the scent of diesel and rain-soaked wool. "I've been staring at you for forty minutes trying to convince myself I was wrong." "What brought you to The Raven's Nest?" "Same thing that brings everyone to The Raven's Nest. I was told to come." He signalled to the bartender, a bored-looking young woman with geometric tattoos climbing her neck. "Whiskey. Whatever he's drinking." "Interesting choice, following orders from strangers." "Interesting choice, hiding in a bar in Soho." The bartender set his drink down. Tomás wrapped both hands around the glass and studied her the way he always had, like she was a problem to be solved rather than a person to be known. Some things about people didn't erode with time. They calcified. "A decade," he said. "Give or take." "You look different." "So do you." "Your hair's longer. Straighter. And you've got that—" He gestured vaguely at his own wrist. "That scar. Was that there before?" "Childhood accident." She pulled her sleeve down. "The kind you don't remember once enough other ones come along." He laughed. It came out rough, like machinery with insufficient oil. "God, Rory. That's the most depressing thing anyone's ever said to me, and I once spent three months in a psychiatric ward interviewing people who'd seen things." "I didn't know you'd done that." "Three months in Bristow. Part of a research fellowship. Mental health and the justice system." He sipped his whiskey. "Your father would've approved." "My father approves of very little these days." "Still the barrister?" "Still the barrister." "Still insufferable?" "Immensely." Tomás studied her face. She felt him cataloguing the changes—the slight lines at the corners of her eyes, the hard set of her jaw that hadn't been there at twenty-two, the way she held herself with her shoulders squared like someone perpetually bracing for impact. She'd caught her reflection sometimes in the windows of Golden Empress as she delivered takeaways through the rain, and she barely recognised the woman who stared back. Cardiff Rory had been softer. Willing. Stupid, maybe. "What happened to you, Rory?" "Life. Same as everyone." "That's not an answer." "It's the only one I'm offering." He set his glass down with a deliberate click. "You disappeared. After Evan—" "I don't talk about that." "Fair enough." He raised his hands in surrender. "But you just vanished. One day you were in lectures, arguing with Tariq about contract law, and the next you were gone. Eva wouldn't say where you'd gone. Your parents were—" He paused, searching for the diplomatic word. "Distraught." "My parents were relieved." The silence that followed tasted like copper. "That's not how they told it." "Of course it wasn't." Rory turned back to her drink. The whiskey had gone lukewarm. She hated lukewarm whiskey. "My parents are very good at narratives. Barrister and teacher. Professional storytellers, both of them. They construct versions of events that serve their purposes and then they repeat them until everyone forgets the truth." "And what's the truth?" "That they were glad I left. That they knew what Evan was doing and they looked the other way because he was the son of a circuit judge and God forbid a barrister's daughter upset the right family." The words came out flat, rehearsed, delivered with the detachment of someone who'd said them before, alone in her flat above the bar at two in the morning when the neon buzz seeped through the floorboards and sleep wouldn't come. Tomás was quiet for a long time. The regulars near the maps finished their pints and left without ceremony. The bartender wiped down surfaces with mechanical indifference. "I tried to find you," he said finally. "Why?" The question surprised them both. "I—" He stopped. Started again. "We were friends." "We were twenty-two. We shared tutorials and drank cheap wine at flat parties and you lent me your notes for exams. That's not friendship. That's convenience." "That's not fair." "Most things aren't." He finished his whiskey in one long pull and signalled for another. His hand, she noticed, trembled slightly as he lifted the glass. Not much. Just enough. "I thought about you," he said. "After. A lot. I wondered if you'd gone somewhere nice, or somewhere terrible, or somewhere ordinary that would make me feel foolish for wondering at all." "London." "That's somewhere ordinary." "I work as a delivery driver. I live in a flat above a bar run by a man with a limp and a silver ring. I carry food through the rain and I sleep badly and I read legal briefs for people I'll never meet. It's the definition of ordinary." "It doesn't have to be." "Everything has to be something, Tomás. That's the thing about choices. You make them and then they make you." He stared at her. In the green neon light, his face looked haunted, the shadows pooling in the hollows beneath his cheekbones. She wondered when he'd last slept properly. She recognised the signs—the slight sheen of sweat at his temples despite the cold bar, the way his fingers found the rim of his glass and traced it in circles like a rosary. "You're living above a bar run by a man with a limp," he repeated. "You mentioned the limp twice." "I mention lots of things. Don't read into it." "The Raven's Nest isn't exactly anonymous, Rory. Silas Blackwood isn't exactly low-profile." She felt the blood drain from her face before she could stop it. "How do you know his name?" Tomás leaned back on his stool. The ghost of a smile played at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were hard as river stones. "Everyone knows Silas Blackwood. Retired intelligence, runs a bar in Soho, collects secrets like other men collect stamps. The question isn't how I know his name. The question is why you're living above it." "You think you're very clever." "I think I'm asking the right question." "You're asking the wrong one." She placed both palms flat on the bar and pushed herself to standing. The motion was controlled, practiced, the kind of movement that said she'd had practice leaving rooms. "The question you should be asking is who sent you here and why they wanted you to find me." Tomás didn't move. His hand found her wrist as she reached for her bag, his grip firm but not rough, and she felt the calluses on his palm—new, rough-edged, not from books or keyboards. "Nobody sent me." "Everyone's sent somewhere, Tomás. That's how the world works." "You sound like him. Like Silas." She pulled her wrist free. The crescent scar throbbed where his fingers had pressed against it, an old wound remembering new pressure. "Maybe I sound like someone who's learned that the world doesn't owe you explanations." She slung her bag over her shoulder. "It was good to see you. Or it would have been, if you'd come here by accident." "I didn't come by accident." "Then what was it?" He leaned forward. His voice dropped to something barely above the neon's buzz, something meant for her ears alone. "Three people have gone missing from your old university this month, Rory. Three law students. Same year. Same tutorials." His grey-green eyes held hers. "Same tutorials you used to attend before you disappeared." The words hung between them like smoke. Rory stood very still. The bartender was watching them now, her cloth frozen mid-wipe. The couple near the maps had returned, their second drinks untouched as they glanced toward the tension pooling at the bar's edge. "Who are you working for, Tomás?" "Does it matter?" "It matters to me." "Then come upstairs. Come look at what I brought." He reached into his jacket and withdrew a folded newspaper clipping, yellowed at the edges, creased from being read and folded and read again. He placed it on the bar between them. She didn't pick it up. She didn't need to. She could read the headline upside down from where she stood. Three faces stared up at her from the clipping. Young. Eager. Unaware. Her faces. Her tutorials. Her old life, excavated and laid bare on the sticky surface of a Soho bar. "The Raven's Nest has a back room," she said, her voice steady, her heart anything but. "Through the bookshelf. We go there or we don't talk at all." Tomás folded the clipping back into his jacket and rose from the stool. His knee cracked as he stood—a small, ordinary sound that somehow made everything worse. "After you," he said. She turned toward the bookshelf on the far wall, the one that looked like every other bookshelf except it didn't, and she felt the weight of a decade settle on her shoulders like a coat she'd never chosen to wear. Behind her, the neon sign buzzed its endless, indifferent song.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags21
adverbTagCount3
adverbTags
0"He gestured vaguely [vaguely]"
1"Rory turned back [back]"
2"he said finally [finally]"
dialogueSentences83
tagDensity0.253
leniency0.506
rawRatio0.143
effectiveRatio0.072
83.23% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1789
totalAiIsmAdverbs6
found
0
adverb"perfectly"
count1
1
adverb"very"
count4
2
adverb"slightly"
count1
highlights
0"perfectly"
1"very"
2"slightly"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0"Blackwood"
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
77.64% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1789
totalAiIsms8
found
0
word"traced"
count2
1
word"silence"
count1
2
word"mechanical"
count1
3
word"trembled"
count1
4
word"throbbed"
count1
5
word"tension"
count1
6
word"weight"
count1
highlights
0"traced"
1"silence"
2"mechanical"
3"trembled"
4"throbbed"
5"tension"
6"weight"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences98
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences98
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
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
maxSentenceWordsSeen50
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1779
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions20
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions23
wordCount1053
uniqueNames12
maxNameDensity0.57
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Rory6
Laila1
Tuesday1
Silas2
Raven1
Nest1
Wednesday1
Tomás6
Golden1
Empress1
Started1
Soho1
persons
0"Rory"
1"Laila"
2"Tuesday"
3"Silas"
4"Raven"
5"Tomás"
places
0"Soho"
globalScore1
windowScore1
68.03% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences61
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"tasted like copper"
1"looked like every other bookshelf except"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1779
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences160
matches
0"learned that trick"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs96
mean18.53
std18.71
cv1.01
sampleLengths
015
191
266
35
425
511
64
76
82
949
1022
1137
127
1333
146
158
1646
174
183
193
203
2121
2218
2338
246
2523
268
273
283
292
301
3180
325
334
344
356
3613
375
3847
394
407
416
4253
434
4438
4540
4627
478
481
495
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences98
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs188
matches
0"was pretending"
1"was watching"
17.86% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount10
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences7
totalSentences160
ratio0.044
matches
0"Aurora—Rory—Laila, whoever she was pretending to be on any given Tuesday—kept her eyes on the amber liquid in front of her and let her peripheral vision do the work."
1"That was the thing about living above a bar run by a retired intelligence operative—you learned to expect voices from behind you."
2"But the eyes—grey-green and heavy-lidded—those hadn't changed."
3"She felt him cataloguing the changes—the slight lines at the corners of her eyes, the hard set of her jaw that hadn't been there at twenty-two, the way she held herself with her shoulders squared like someone perpetually bracing for impact."
4"She recognised the signs—the slight sheen of sweat at his temples despite the cold bar, the way his fingers found the rim of his glass and traced it in circles like a rosary."
5"His hand found her wrist as she reached for her bag, his grip firm but not rough, and she felt the calluses on his palm—new, rough-edged, not from books or keyboards."
6"His knee cracked as he stood—a small, ordinary sound that somehow made everything worse."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1072
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount33
adverbRatio0.030783582089552237
lyAdverbCount11
lyAdverbRatio0.010261194029850746
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
mean11.12
std10.25
cv0.922
sampleLengths
015
129
26
323
433
58
623
717
818
95
103
1122
1211
134
146
152
1615
1727
187
193
207
2112
2222
2315
247
2529
264
276
288
296
3030
318
322
334
343
353
363
3715
386
397
4011
412
429
4327
446
4519
464
478
483
493
55.21% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats15
diversityRatio0.3875
totalSentences160
uniqueOpeners62
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences79
matches(empty)
ratio0
12.41% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount41
totalSentences79
matches
0"She'd learned that trick from"
1"She didn't startle."
2"she said, not turning"
3"Her hand stilled on the"
4"He was taller than she"
5"His face had thinned, cheekbones"
6"He slid into the stool"
7"He signalled to the bartender,"
8"He gestured vaguely at his"
9"She pulled her sleeve down"
10"It came out rough, like"
11"He sipped his whiskey"
12"She felt him cataloguing the"
13"She'd caught her reflection sometimes"
14"He set his glass down"
15"He raised his hands in"
16"He paused, searching for the"
17"She hated lukewarm whiskey."
18"he said finally"
19"He finished his whiskey in"
ratio0.519
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount74
totalSentences79
matches
0"The man at the end"
1"Aurora—Rory—Laila, whoever she was pretending"
2"She'd learned that trick from"
3"The man had a way"
4"Tonight, though, Silas was somewhere"
5"The Raven's Nest was quiet"
6"A couple of regulars occupied"
7"The green neon sign above"
8"Rory's fingers traced the crescent-shaped"
9"She didn't startle."
10"That was the thing about"
11"she said, not turning"
12"Her hand stilled on the"
13"He was taller than she"
14"His face had thinned, cheekbones"
15"The name felt foreign in"
16"He slid into the stool"
17"He signalled to the bartender,"
18"The bartender set his drink"
19"Tomás wrapped both hands around"
ratio0.937
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences79
matches(empty)
ratio0
20.41% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences35
technicalSentenceCount6
matches
0"Tonight, though, Silas was somewhere in the back, tending to whatever fires needed tending to, which left Rory alone at the bar with a stranger's gaze burning i…"
1"His face had thinned, cheekbones sharpened into something almost architectural beneath skin that had gone from smooth to weathered in the decade since she'd las…"
2"She felt him cataloguing the changes—the slight lines at the corners of her eyes, the hard set of her jaw that hadn't been there at twenty-two, the way she held…"
3"She'd caught her reflection sometimes in the windows of Golden Empress as she delivered takeaways through the rain, and she barely recognised the woman who star…"
4"The words came out flat, rehearsed, delivered with the detachment of someone who'd said them before, alone in her flat above the bar at two in the morning when …"
5"The motion was controlled, practiced, the kind of movement that said she'd had practice leaving rooms."
77.38% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags21
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"she said, not turning"
1"she said, her voice steady, her heart anything but"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags8
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"he repeated (repeat)"
dialogueSentences83
tagDensity0.096
leniency0.193
rawRatio0.125
effectiveRatio0.024
77.0721%