Run: 2026-03-11-01KKFK8MCS32HHSQJJCPEZASKK

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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 delivery bag strap dug into Rory’s shoulder as she nudged open the door to The Raven’s Nest, the familiar scent of stale beer and old wood wrapping around her like a moth-eaten blanket. The place was half-empty, a few regulars hunched over their pints at the bar, the low murmur of a football match on the telly providing a droning soundtrack. She was late. Yu-Fei would have her hide for the cold soup. The man behind the bar, polishing a glass with a cloth that had seen better decades, didn’t look up. “Table four. The lamb vindaloo, extra naan.” He grunted, a sound that acknowledged her existence and not much else. Rory swung the bag onto a stool, unzipping it. The smell of spice and coconut cut through the pub’s musty air. Her fingers, still cold from the October bite outside, fumbled with the containers. “Long shift?” The voice came from the end of the bar, low and measured. Rory froze. She knew that voice. A voice that had once mapped out escape routes on napkins and whispered plans for leaving Cardiff in the dead of night. She straightened slowly, the takeaway container forgotten in her hand. He looked older, of course. The auburn hair was more grey than red now, the lines around his hazel eyes deeper, etched by years of sun or worry or both. A neat beard, shot with silver, softened a jaw she remembered as always being clenched. He sat with a slight twist to his posture, favouring his left side, a glass of amber liquid held loosely in his right hand. On that hand, a silver signet ring caught the dim light. “Silas,” she said. The name felt strange in her mouth, a relic from a different life. “Rory Carter.” He didn’t smile. He rarely had, back then. “Or is it Aurora now? I lost track.” “Rory’s fine.” She shoved the container back into the bag. “What are you doing here?” “I own the place.” He gestured with his glass to the worn bar, the peeling maps on the walls. “Have for a while. You?” “Delivering for Mr. Cheung.” She tapped the Golden Empress logo on her jacket. “Pays the rent.” “The flat upstairs, then. I wondered who’d taken it.” He took a slow sip. “Bit of a change from constitutional law.” The words landed like small, precise stones. Of course he’d known. Silas Blackwood, the Spymaster as they’d called him at uni, always knew things. “Life changes,” she said, keeping her voice even. “That it does.” He studied her, his gaze missing nothing. The old scar on her wrist, hidden under her sleeve, seemed to itch. “You look tired.” “I’m working.” “We should talk.” It wasn’t a question. He nodded towards a door at the back, half-hidden by a bookshelf crammed with mildewed paperbacks. “Somewhere quieter.” Every instinct, the one honed by a year of running from Evan, screamed no. But curiosity, that old traitor, and a flicker of something else—defiance, maybe—won out. She followed him. He moved with that careful, measured gait, the limp more pronounced as he navigated the narrow space behind the bar. A key appeared in his hand, and a section of the bookshelf swung inward with a whisper of well-oiled hinges, revealing a small, dim room. The air inside was cool and dry, smelling of leather and old paper. A single bare bulb illuminated a heavy wooden table and two chairs. The walls were lined with filing cabinets, not books. “Your secret clubhouse,” she said, stepping inside. The door clicked shut behind them, muffling the bar’s noise completely. “An office.” He lowered himself into one of the chairs, wincing. “Prague. A souvenir.” She remembered the rumours. A botched operation, a fall, a forced retirement from a life none of them had truly understood. She sat opposite him, her delivery bag a ridiculous, colourful intrusion on the serious leather and wood. “You left London,” he stated, pouring two fingers of whisky from a decanter on the table into a clean glass and sliding it towards her. “No word.” “You left first. MI6, the great disappearing act. One day you’re our terrifying tutor, the next you’re just… gone.” “I had orders.” He swirled his drink. “You had Eva.” “Eva helped.” Rory didn’t touch the glass. “She helped me get away from Evan.” Silas’s eyes sharpened. “I heard about that, too. Later. I would have intervened.” “Like you intervened with my father? Persuaded him to let me switch from Pre-Law to something more ‘suitable’?” The silence stretched, thick and heavy. He looked down at his signet ring, turning it on his finger. “Brendan was worried. You were drifting.” “I was twenty! Drifting is the point. He wanted a barrister. You offered a… alternative.” “I offered a path. You had the mind for it. The cold logic.” “Cold is right.” She finally picked up the glass, the whisky burning a clean, straight line down her throat. “You saw a tool. Someone who could think like you, but without the history. A blank slate.” “Is that what you tell yourself?” His voice was quiet, not angry, but laced with a weariness that went deeper than his knee. “That it was all manipulation?” “What else was it, Silas? You swooped in, the mysterious mentor, showed me a world beyond textbooks and my father’s expectations. Then you vanished, and I was left with Evan and a head full of tradecraft I couldn’t use. I tried to be normal. I failed.” “You ran. To London. You survived.” “I deliver vindaloo.” “And you’re alive.” He leaned forward, his forearms on the table. “Do you have any idea how many aren’t? The game I play, the one I dangled in front of you, it has a cost. I paid mine.” He gestured to his leg. “You got out clean. That’s a gift.” “It doesn’t feel like one.” “Gifts rarely do, in the moment.” They sat there, the bare bulb casting long, stark shadows. The muffled thump of music from the bar felt a world away. This room was a capsule, frozen in time, trapping them with their younger selves: the ambitious, angry girl and the enigmatic, controlling mentor. “Why stay?” he asked. “Here, of all places. Above my bar.” “Coincidence.” “There’s no such thing.” A ghost of a smile touched her lips. “Fair rent. And… I suppose some part of me wanted to be near the life I didn’t choose. To remember what it felt like to want something that wasn’t just survival.” He nodded, as if that made a sad, perfect sense. “The network is still there, Rory. The doors aren’t all closed.” “I’m not that person anymore.” “People don’t change that much. They just… adapt their surfaces.” The scrape of a chair in the outer bar made them both go still. Silas held up a hand, listening. Footsteps approached the bookshelf, paused. A knock—three sharp raps, a pause, then two more. Silas’s demeanour shifted. The weary retiree vanished, replaced by something alert, precise. He stood, his limp forgotten for a moment, and moved to the door. He didn’t open it. “Password,” he said, his voice low. “The nightingale sings in Berkeley Square,” came the muffled reply. Silas unlocked the door a crack. A hand, pale and manicured, slipped a slim, black envelope through the gap. Silas took it. The hand withdrew. The door relocked. He didn’t open the envelope. He placed it on the table between them, the stark black against the dark wood. It bore no name, no address. Rory stared at it. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a sudden, frantic rhythm. This was it. The old itch, the one that had nothing to do with scars and everything to do with the puzzle, the game, the feeling of being *important*. “What’s that?” she asked, her voice a rasp. “A problem,” Silas said, his eyes holding hers. “One that requires a certain kind of mind. A cold, logical, out-of-the-box kind of mind.” He pushed the envelope an inch closer to her. “Someone is killing retired assets,” he said, the words dropping into the quiet room like stones into a deep well. “My assets. People like me. And the list… it ends with you.” The whisky glass felt slick in her suddenly damp palm. The locked case, the delivery job, the flat, Evan—they all receded, becoming dull, faded photographs of a life that was already over. The weight of the unspoken, of all those years of regret and “what if,” settled not onto her shoulders, but into her hands, which reached, slowly, for the black envelope.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags22
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences62
tagDensity0.355
leniency0.71
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
79.09% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1435
totalAiIsmAdverbs6
found
0
adverb"slowly"
count2
1
adverb"loosely"
count1
2
adverb"completely"
count1
3
adverb"truly"
count1
4
adverb"suddenly"
count1
highlights
0"slowly"
1"loosely"
2"completely"
3"truly"
4"suddenly"
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)
47.74% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1435
totalAiIsms15
found
0
word"familiar"
count1
1
word"measured"
count2
2
word"etched"
count1
3
word"flicker"
count1
4
word"navigated"
count1
5
word"whisper"
count1
6
word"silence"
count1
7
word"stark"
count2
8
word"enigmatic"
count1
9
word"perfect"
count1
10
word"footsteps"
count1
11
word"weight"
count1
12
word"unspoken"
count1
highlights
0"familiar"
1"measured"
2"etched"
3"flicker"
4"navigated"
5"whisper"
6"silence"
7"stark"
8"enigmatic"
9"perfect"
10"footsteps"
11"weight"
12"unspoken"
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
narrationSentences94
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences94
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences130
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen46
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords1
totalWords1431
ratio0.001
matches
0"important"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions13
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
83.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions22
wordCount998
uniqueNames11
maxNameDensity0.7
worstName"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Silas"
discoveredNames
Rory5
Raven1
Nest1
October1
Cardiff1
Golden1
Empress1
Blackwood1
Spymaster1
Evan2
Silas7
persons
0"Rory"
1"Blackwood"
2"Evan"
3"Silas"
places
0"Raven"
1"October"
2"Cardiff"
globalScore1
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences65
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
60.24% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches2
per1kWords1.398
wordCount1431
matches
0"not angry, but laced with a weariness"
1"not onto her shoulders, but into her hands"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences130
matches
0"knew that voice"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs61
mean23.46
std18.23
cv0.777
sampleLengths
074
119
27
346
414
538
680
716
818
915
1024
1116
1221
1324
148
1526
162
1725
1830
1979
2018
2114
2238
2327
2419
2510
2614
2713
2818
2918
306
3115
3213
3336
3428
3546
366
373
3850
395
406
4145
4211
431
444
4539
4621
475
4810
4934
97.80% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences94
matches
0"being clenched"
1"were lined"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs154
matches(empty)
76.92% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount4
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences3
totalSentences130
ratio0.023
matches
0"But curiosity, that old traitor, and a flicker of something else—defiance, maybe—won out."
1"A knock—three sharp raps, a pause, then two more."
2"The locked case, the delivery job, the flat, Evan—they all receded, becoming dull, faded photographs of a life that was already over."
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1007
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"becoming dull, faded photographs"
adverbCount29
adverbRatio0.028798411122144985
lyAdverbCount10
lyAdverbRatio0.009930486593843098
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences130
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences130
mean11.01
std7.83
cv0.711
sampleLengths
034
128
23
39
419
57
612
79
812
913
1014
112
124
1322
1410
155
1625
1715
1824
1911
203
2113
225
235
248
2510
265
2719
285
2913
303
3114
327
337
344
3513
368
3710
3813
393
402
417
4216
432
4414
4513
463
4720
4825
4913
61.28% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats7
diversityRatio0.4
totalSentences130
uniqueOpeners52
36.63% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences91
matches
0"Of course he’d known."
ratio0.011
35.38% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount42
totalSentences91
matches
0"She was late."
1"He grunted, a sound that"
2"Her fingers, still cold from"
3"She knew that voice."
4"She straightened slowly, the takeaway"
5"He looked older, of course."
6"He sat with a slight"
7"He didn’t smile"
8"He rarely had, back then."
9"She shoved the container back"
10"He gestured with his glass"
11"She tapped the Golden Empress"
12"He took a slow sip"
13"she said, keeping her voice"
14"He studied her, his gaze"
15"It wasn’t a question"
16"He nodded towards a door"
17"She followed him."
18"He moved with that careful,"
19"she said, stepping inside"
ratio0.462
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount87
totalSentences91
matches
0"The delivery bag strap dug"
1"The place was half-empty, a"
2"She was late."
3"Yu-Fei would have her hide"
4"The man behind the bar,"
5"He grunted, a sound that"
6"Rory swung the bag onto"
7"The smell of spice and"
8"Her fingers, still cold from"
9"The voice came from the"
10"She knew that voice."
11"A voice that had once"
12"She straightened slowly, the takeaway"
13"He looked older, of course."
14"The auburn hair was more"
15"A neat beard, shot with"
16"He sat with a slight"
17"The name felt strange in"
18"He didn’t smile"
19"He rarely had, back then."
ratio0.956
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences91
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences40
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"The man behind the bar, polishing a glass with a cloth that had seen better decades, didn’t look up."
1"The locked case, the delivery job, the flat, Evan—they all receded, becoming dull, faded photographs of a life that was already over."
56.82% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags22
uselessAdditionCount3
matches
0"He studied, his gaze missing nothing"
1"he said, his voice low"
2"she asked, her voice a rasp"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags9
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"he stated (state)"
dialogueSentences62
tagDensity0.145
leniency0.29
rawRatio0.111
effectiveRatio0.032
80.9745%