Run: 2026-03-11-01KKFM8PT0M6YK5BFCHCPRFTH2

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Duration:
18.7s
Cost:
$0.000000
Provider:
Stealth

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System
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 door latch clicked. That sound, sharp and final in the stillness of the flat, sent a bolt of ice through Rory’s veins. She hadn’t locked the deadbolt. Only the one. She stood in the narrow kitchen alcove, a half-washed mug of lukewarm tea still in her hand. The water in the sink ran on, a mindless, murmuring stream. The tap dripped. Drip. Drip. Drip. The sound was a metronome for the panic clawing up her throat. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him with a soft click, the three deadbolts remaining stubbornly unthrown. The contrast was jarring. Lucien Moreau was an intrusion of sharp lines and expensive tailoring into her cluttered, book-strewn world. His platinum hair was slicked back from that angular face, his heterochromatic eyes—one amber, one void-black—scanning the cramped space with detached assessment. He wore a charcoal suit so perfectly cut it seemed to absorb the light, and in his hand, he held his ivory-handled cane not as a support, but as an accessory, a sceptre. “*Bonsoir*, Rory,” he said. His voice was a low baritone, the accent a smooth, unplaceable blend that always reminded her of fine, aged things. She set the mug down on the counter. The clink was too loud. Her fingers trembled, and she pressed them flat against the cool laminate. *Show, don’t tell.* She showed him her fear by not looking away. “How did you get in?” she asked. Her own voice was husky, stripped bare. “The building manager is a sentimental man. Particularly for vintage French liqueurs.” A ghost of a smile touched his lips. It didn’t reach his eyes. “Your friend Eva is not home, I presume?” “Eva’s at the library. It’s past midnight.” Rory’s gaze flicked to the front door, to the three deadbolts that sat like silent, mocking judges. “You picked the lock.” “A crude term for a delicate art.” He moved further into the room, his polished shoes silent on the worn floorboards. He stopped beside the low coffee table, a battlefield of open books, scattered notes, and a sleeping tabby cat. The cat, Ptolemy, stirred, blinked amber eyes, and let out a low, rumbling purr, stretching toward Lucien’s ankles. Lucien looked down at the animal, then back at her. “He remembers me.” “Cats are loyal to anyone who feeds them.” Rory turned off the tap. The sudden silence was deafening. She dried her hands on a tea towel, the动作机械 (mechanical), anything to anchor her. “What do you want, Lucien?” “Straight to the point. I’ve always admired that.” He ran a gloved finger over the spine of a leather-bound tome on demonology. His touch left no mark. “I want what I always want from you, Rory. A conversation.” “We’ve had conversations. They tend to leave me feeling… exposed.” She moved around the table, putting its cluttered mass between them. It was a pathetic barrier, but it was something. The scent of old paper and curry from the flat below was thick in the air. She breathed it in, grounding. “Exposure is the precursor to healing.” He watched her, his head tilting slightly. The amber eye seemed warm, almost human. The black one was a deep, cold well. “You’ve been busy.” He gestured to the sprawl of research. “Still chasing shadows from your past?” The quiet accusation hung in the air. *Your past.* Not hers. His. “Some of us have to make a living chasing them,” she retorted. “Some of us weren’t born with a silver—or an ivory—spoon in our hands.” “Ah, but you were born with something else, weren’t you?” He took a step toward the table, his hand resting on the back of the worn armchair. “A particular talent for finding trouble. Or for trouble finding you.” Her breath hitched. *Evan.* The name was a brand on her tongue, one she never spoke aloud. She saw the flat he’d left her in, the shattered picture frames, the way the silence had screamed louder than his shouts. She saw the crescent scar on her wrist throb with phantom pain. “This has nothing to do with you,” she said, her voice tight. “Doesn’t it?” He moved then, a fluid, predatory motion that ate the space between them. He was at the edge of the table now, his scent—bergamot, leather, and something colder, like winter stone—wrapping around her. “You fled here. To this specific, charmingly decrepit corner of East London. You live above a bar. You deliver food for a woman with rather… interesting connections. You spend your nights buried in lore about realms you were never meant to know existed.” He leaned forward, his hands gripping the table edge. The wood groaned under the pressure, gentle but undeniable. “And now you have my old associate, the Magistrate of the Ninth Hell, sending feelers into Brick Lane, sniffing for a half-breed fixer’s loose ends. Tell me that has nothing to do with me.” The air left her lungs. She’d heard whispers at the bar below, Silas’s low warnings to “keep her head down.” She’d dismissed it as the usual underworld chatter. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “You lie poorly, Rory.” His gaze dropped to her hands, clenched into fists at her sides. “Your pulse gives you away. Here.” He pointed a gloved finger toward the hollow of her throat. “Fluttering like a trapped bird.” She stepped back, bumping the kitchen counter. The mug rattled. “Why are you here? Really?” He straightened, smoothing the front of his waistcoat. The gesture was elegant, dismissive. “The Magistrate believes I have… misplaced assets. Objects of power I may have skimmed during our last business arrangement. He is mistaken, of course. I am meticulous. But his methods of verification are invasive.” His eyes found hers again, holding them fast. “He is sending agents to search the homes of anyone I have known. Professionally. Personally.” A pause, heavy with unspoken meaning. “He will be thorough.” The cold dread in her stomach turned to ice. *Agents.* What did that mean? Men in dark suits? Or things that weren’t men at all? Lucien’s world was one she only glimpsed through cracks, and what she’d seen horrified her. “You’re warning me.” “I am informing you.” He reached into his breast pocket and withdrew a small, folded piece of parchment, sealed with black wax. The seal was stamped with an intricate sigil that seemed to writhe if she looked too closely. “A token. Show it to any… official who comes calling. It will make them hesitate.” “I’m not taking that.” The words were automatic, a shield against his dangerous gifts. “Rory.” His voice dropped, losing its polished edge, becoming something raw and urgent. “This is not a test of your independence. This is a matter of survival. Your survival.” He placed the parchment on the table, beside a diagram of astral correspondences. “Take it. Or do not. But when the knock comes in the dead of night, and it will not be a man with a bottle of liqueur and a sentimental heart, you will wish you had.” He began to move toward the door, his cane clicking softly now, a metronome counting down her options. He paused with his hand on the knob. “Your curiosity will be the end of you, Rory,” he said, not looking back. “You dig and you pry because you think knowledge will make you safe. It does not. It makes you a target.” He turned his head just enough for her to see the sharp line of his jaw. “Some doors, once opened, cannot be closed.” He opened the door and stepped out into the dim hallway, the sound of his footsteps fading down the stairs until only the drip of the tap and the thud of her own heart remained. Rory stared at the sealed parchment on the table. It lay there, dark and definite against the chaotic backdrop of her life. Ptolemy hopped onto the table and sniffed it, then sneezed and padded away, uninterested. She walked over, her limbs feeling heavy, made of lead. She picked up the parchment. The wax was cool, the paper beneath strangely warm, almost alive. Her thumb traced the edge of the seal, the sinuous lines of the sigil. A sharp, metallic click echoed from the stairwell below. The sound of the building’s front door being forced open. Rory’s head snapped up, her eyes wide, fixed on her own locked apartment door. The parchment in her hand burned against her skin. It had already begun.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
75.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags24
adverbTagCount3
adverbTags
0"He moved further [further]"
1"She moved around [around]"
2"He moved then [then]"
dialogueSentences43
tagDensity0.558
leniency1
rawRatio0.125
effectiveRatio0.125
85.91% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1419
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"perfectly"
count1
1
adverb"slightly"
count1
2
adverb"really"
count1
3
adverb"softly"
count1
highlights
0"perfectly"
1"slightly"
2"really"
3"softly"
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)
40.10% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1419
totalAiIsms17
found
0
word"scanning"
count1
1
word"trembled"
count1
2
word"flicked"
count1
3
word"silence"
count2
4
word"mechanical"
count1
5
word"shattered"
count1
6
word"throb"
count1
7
word"pulse"
count1
8
word"unspoken"
count1
9
word"stomach"
count1
10
word"intricate"
count1
11
word"footsteps"
count1
12
word"chaotic"
count1
13
word"almost alive"
count1
14
word"traced"
count1
15
word"echoed"
count1
highlights
0"scanning"
1"trembled"
2"flicked"
3"silence"
4"mechanical"
5"shattered"
6"throb"
7"pulse"
8"unspoken"
9"stomach"
10"intricate"
11"footsteps"
12"chaotic"
13"almost alive"
14"traced"
15"echoed"
66.67% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow2
found
0
label"clenched jaw/fists"
count1
1
label"hung in the air"
count1
highlights
0"clenched into fists"
1"hung in the air"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences95
matches(empty)
97.74% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences95
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
1"began to"
97.29% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences112
gibberishSentences1
adjustedGibberishSentences1
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen52
ratio0.009
matches
0"She dried her hands on a tea towel, the动作机械 (mechanical), anything to anchor her."
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans5
markdownWords8
totalWords1414
ratio0.006
matches
0"Bonsoir"
1"Show, don’t tell."
2"Your past."
3"Evan."
4"Agents."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions13
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions16
wordCount979
uniqueNames6
maxNameDensity0.51
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Drip"
discoveredNames
Rory5
Moreau1
Ptolemy2
Lucien4
Silas1
Drip3
persons
0"Rory"
1"Moreau"
2"Ptolemy"
3"Lucien"
4"Silas"
places(empty)
globalScore1
windowScore1
74.24% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences66
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"seemed warm almost human"
1"sigil that seemed to writhe if she looked too closely"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.707
wordCount1414
matches
0"not as a support, but as an accessory, a sceptre"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences112
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs38
mean37.21
std25.56
cv0.687
sampleLengths
031
146
294
324
437
514
633
728
858
913
1037
1138
1251
1344
1412
1525
1638
1751
1812
19130
2028
217
2238
2315
2480
2540
263
2754
2814
2978
3026
3158
3235
3336
3440
3519
3623
374
94.18% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount3
totalSentences95
matches
0"was slicked"
1"was stamped"
2"being forced"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs157
matches
0"was jarring"
1"was deafening"
91.84% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount3
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences2
totalSentences112
ratio0.018
matches
0"His platinum hair was slicked back from that angular face, his heterochromatic eyes—one amber, one void-black—scanning the cramped space with detached assessment."
1"He was at the edge of the table now, his scent—bergamot, leather, and something colder, like winter stone—wrapping around her."
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount988
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"cluttered, book-strewn world."
adverbCount32
adverbRatio0.032388663967611336
lyAdverbCount9
lyAdverbRatio0.009109311740890687
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences112
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences112
mean12.63
std9.28
cv0.735
sampleLengths
04
119
25
33
417
511
63
71
81
91
1012
1119
124
1316
1422
1533
164
1720
188
195
2012
2112
227
237
2420
255
268
2724
284
2921
3019
3118
3210
333
3413
355
3614
375
3822
395
4011
4121
429
4316
445
4513
467
478
4810
496
47.62% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats10
diversityRatio0.3392857142857143
totalSentences112
uniqueOpeners38
37.88% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences88
matches
0"Only the one."
ratio0.011
1.82% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount48
totalSentences88
matches
0"She hadn’t locked the deadbolt."
1"She stood in the narrow"
2"He stepped inside and closed"
3"His platinum hair was slicked"
4"He wore a charcoal suit"
5"His voice was a low"
6"She set the mug down"
7"Her fingers trembled, and she"
8"Her own voice was husky,"
9"It didn’t reach his eyes."
10"He moved further into the"
11"He stopped beside the low"
12"She dried her hands on"
13"He ran a gloved finger"
14"His touch left no mark."
15"She moved around the table,"
16"It was a pathetic barrier,"
17"She breathed it in, grounding."
18"He watched her, his head"
19"He gestured to the sprawl"
ratio0.545
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount85
totalSentences88
matches
0"The door latch clicked."
1"That sound, sharp and final"
2"She hadn’t locked the deadbolt."
3"She stood in the narrow"
4"The water in the sink"
5"The tap dripped."
6"The sound was a metronome"
7"He stepped inside and closed"
8"The contrast was jarring."
9"Lucien Moreau was an intrusion"
10"His platinum hair was slicked"
11"He wore a charcoal suit"
12"His voice was a low"
13"She set the mug down"
14"The clink was too loud."
15"Her fingers trembled, and she"
16"Her own voice was husky,"
17"A ghost of a smile"
18"It didn’t reach his eyes."
19"Rory’s gaze flicked to the"
ratio0.966
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences88
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences31
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"He began to move toward the door, his cane clicking softly now, a metronome counting down her options."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags24
uselessAdditionCount6
matches
0"He moved further, his polished shoes silent on the worn floorboards"
1"He watched, his head tilting slightly"
2"He took, his hand resting on the back of the worn armchair"
3"she said, her voice tight"
4"He leaned, his hands gripping the table edge"
5"he said, not looking back"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags5
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"she retorted (retort)"
dialogueSentences43
tagDensity0.116
leniency0.233
rawRatio0.2
effectiveRatio0.047
76.8095%