Run: 2026-03-18-01KM07R46H0PFM8CYBBES6HYHK

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31.7s
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$0.031417
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OpenAI

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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 bottle slipped from Rory’s hand, clipped the rim of the sink, and bounced on the mat before she trapped it under her boot. “Still dropping things, Carter.” She froze with her fingers curled around the neck of the glass. That voice had lost its softness and kept the same grin in it. The room behind her, all old maps and black-and-white faces, seemed to lean in. Rory turned, and the man by the door looked like a version of someone she used to know and a stranger built from the wreckage. Callum Rees had once carried his hair in his eyes and laughed at everything that hurt. Now he wore it close to his scalp. A pale scar cut through his left eyebrow and vanished into the skin above his cheekbone. His suit fit too well to be cheap, but the cloth hung off him like he had stopped feeding himself properly years ago. One hand stayed in his pocket. The other held the door open with the kind of caution people used around bad dogs. “Callum.” He smiled, then winced, as if the name pulled on something stitched inside him. “You remembered.” “Your face made the job easier.” He glanced at the bar, at the bottles, the green neon above the entrance, the dark wood, the maps, the shelves packed with dust and history. His eyes settled on Rory again. “You always did like dramatic set dressing.” Silas looked up from the far end of the counter, where he had been wiping a glass with a white cloth that had lost all right to be called white. His grey-streaked beard framed a mouth that never quite softened. “You know him?” Rory kept her eyes on Callum. “Cardiff.” That was enough for Silas. He gave Callum a single nod, not warm, not hostile. A weighing. “Then you can choose a stool or the door.” Callum shut the door behind him and crossed to the bar with the careful gait of someone who had spent time learning not to advertise pain. Rory caught the sound of his shoes on the floorboards, the little catch in his step, and the old memory came back with a violence that made her jaw tighten. Student flats. Cheap lager. His voice from the other side of a library table saying he had another theory, a better one, while she rolled her eyes and still listened. He stopped at the bar but did not sit. “You work here now?” “Don’t start.” “Fair. I’ll revise the question.” He looked at the black apron tied around her waist. “You live here now?” “Above it.” “Luxury.” “Compared to what?” He rested his fingers on the polished wood. A gold ring flashed on his right hand, thick and ugly and expensive. The old Callum had stolen ashtrays and left notes in books. This one looked like he signed things that ruined lives. “You look different.” Rory snorted. “So do you.” “I mean it.” “So do I.” The corner of his mouth twitched. “Right. Fair enough. Your hair’s gone darker.” “It’s black.” “You used to pretend not to care how it looked.” “I still don’t care.” “Liar.” Silas set a glass down with a soft clink. “Are we drinking, or is this a memorial service?” Callum slid onto a stool. Rory hated how familiar the movement felt. Like a door opening into a room she had boarded up. “Gin and tonic.” Silas raised an eyebrow. “You came all this way for supermarket courage?” “Not for the gin.” “No one ever does.” Rory reached for the bottle anyway. Her left wrist brushed the counter, and the old crescent scar caught on the light. Callum saw it. His gaze dropped to it, then away, fast enough to show that he cared and slow enough to prove he remembered. Silas poured without another word. Callum lifted the glass but did not drink. “I saw your name on the rota outside and thought somebody had a sense of humour.” Rory leaned her hip against the bar. “Who told you my name?” “A woman in the post office in Cathays, back when I still asked questions like a fool.” “I asked who told you.” He drank. The tonic fizzed against the ice. “A few people. None of them worth the effort.” She folded her arms. “You came to London for gossip?” “I came to London for work.” “Of course you did.” His gaze went past her, to the dark room, to the back bookshelf that hid the secret room beyond. The look lasted a fraction too long. Rory saw it. Silas saw it too, and the air changed a touch. “Don’t stare at my shelves,” Silas said. “They get ideas.” Callum gave a quiet laugh. “He always talk like that?” “Only to people he likes.” “Then I’m doomed.” “Don’t flatter yourself.” He set the glass down and laced his fingers together on the bar. Rory had the strange sensation that she was looking at a photograph that had been left too long in sunlight. The person stayed, but the colours had shifted. “You vanished,” he said. The words landed flat and clean. Rory reached for a cloth and began wiping the same patch of wood she had already cleaned. “I moved.” “That’s not what I said.” “No, it’s what you meant.” Callum watched her hand move. “I rang.” “I know.” “You never answered.” “I know.” “I left messages.” “I know.” “Then why didn’t you call back?” She stopped wiping. Her fingers tightened on the cloth until the cotton bunched in her fist. “You called from a number I didn’t know.” “That’s your defence?” “That’s not a defence. That’s a fact.” He leaned back, then forward again, the stool complaining under him. “You could have listened to the voicemail.” “You could have used your own number.” His jaw worked once. He looked older then, not by years alone. By weather, by use. The skin under his eyes had thinned into a permanent shadow. Something in him had been handled roughly. Silas reached for a bottle beneath the bar. “Your friend has an irritating habit of speaking in circles.” “He’s not my friend.” Callum looked at Rory for a long moment, then gave the smallest shrug. “We were.” The word sat between them, plain as a plate and just as breakable. Rory took the cloth and folded it once, then again. “Were.” He nodded at the bar. “You found somewhere interesting to disappear.” “I didn’t disappear. I left Cardiff.” “Same thing, in your case.” Silas turned the glass in his hand, the signet ring on his right finger catching the light from the neon sign outside. His gaze moved from Callum to Rory and back, calm as a lock clicking shut. “If the pair of you want to exhume your youth, do it in the front room where I can charge admission.” Callum looked at him. “You’re Silas.” “Guilty.” “I’ve heard things.” “That people say when they want something from me.” Callum smiled without any warmth. “Then I won’t insult you by lying.” Rory barked a short laugh before she could stop it. Callum heard it and turned back to her. “There it is.” “What.” “That sound. You always did that when you wanted to pretend you weren’t terrified.” She gave him a look that would have flayed a lesser man. “I wasn’t terrified.” “No. Of course not.” The word of agreement made the room tighter. Rory hated how quickly they had slid into the old rhythms, the old cuts. He had always known where to press. She had always known where he kept his guilt, and neither of them had ever used it kindly. Callum ran a thumb around the rim of the glass. “I looked for you after Cardiff.” Rory stared at him. “Did you.” “Yes.” “Where.” He gave a short, humourless breath. “Your old halls. That café near the university where you wrote half your essays on napkins and called it fieldwork. Your mother’s school. Your father’s chambers, once, though the clerk acted like I’d arrived with a knife.” Her face changed before she could stop it. He saw that too, and some old caution entered his eyes. “I didn’t ask him anything.” “Good.” “I didn’t tell anyone why I was looking.” “Better.” He took another sip. The ice clicked against his teeth. “I heard about Evan.” The name hit harder than she wanted it to. Rory kept her face still and felt, beneath the skin of her wrist, the old pulse of that tiny scar. Childhood accident. Different pain. Different hand. Same habit of remembering where it hurt. “What about him?” Callum held her gaze. “I heard he liked windows.” Silas stopped polishing the glass. Rory smiled, but there was no humour in it. “You heard wrong.” “Did I.” “Evan was a great many rotten things. That was not one of them.” Callum’s mouth tightened. “No. You always did defend the wrong details.” “Keep his name out of your mouth.” A beat of silence passed. The jukebox in the corner spat out a low, warped guitar line and died. Somewhere at the back of the bar, a tap dripped. Rory could hear her own breathing, shallow and steady, and the tiny shift of Silas’s weight as he moved one hand closer to the shelf beneath the bar. Callum looked at her left wrist again. “He hurt you.” Rory laughed once, a sharp sound. “You don’t get to ask that now.” “I’m not asking for permission.” “No. You’re asking because it makes you feel useful.” His eyes flashed. “Useful?” “You had years to be useful. You had my calls. My messages. My silence. Pick one.” The stool creaked as he leaned in. “I was not the man you wanted back then.” “No one asked you to be.” “Your friend did.” Rory went still. “Eva?” Callum nodded once. “She rang me after you left.” Rory pressed her lips together. Eva. Always one more person in the chain, one more witness to the wreckage. She had not heard that name in months. “What did she want?” “For me to go after you.” “And?” His answer came with a bitter little smile. “And I didn’t.” Silas set the cloth down. The room seemed to hold its breath. Callum kept going, though now his voice had lost some of its polish. “I told myself you had chosen it. That you had walked away. That if you wanted help, you’d ask for it.” He tapped the bar once with one finger. “Turns out people do not always ask in ways that survive a bad situation.” Rory stared at him, not because she had not heard him, but because she had. The sentence sat in her chest like a stone. “You came here to apologise?” His eyes cut to hers. “No.” “What then?” He reached into the inside pocket of his jacket. Rory’s body tensed before her mind caught up. Silas straightened. Callum noticed both reactions and let the hand linger only long enough to make the moment uglier. He slid a photograph across the bar. A man in the shot stood outside a terrace house with his head turned away from the lens. The angle kept his face partly hidden, but the shape of his shoulders, the set of his mouth, the narrow line of his nose held the same wrong familiarity that haunted a bad dream. Rory did not touch it at first. “That’s not-” Callum watched her, unreadable now. “It is.” Silas moved before she did. He picked up the photograph between two fingers, glanced at it, and his beard went a shade harder around the mouth. “Well,” he said. “That complicates the evening.” Rory took the photo from him. Her skin felt too tight over her knuckles. “How did you get this?” “Long story.” “Tell the short version.” Callum’s gaze slid to the front door. He held it there for one second too long. “I was followed from Holborn.” Rory looked up. “By who?” He did not answer immediately. His hand went back into his pocket, not for the photograph this time, but for his phone. The screen lit his face a sick blue. He looked at it, and every loose thread of his composure snapped taut. Silas noticed. “Problem?” Callum swallowed once. “Get away from the door.” Rory heard the words at the same moment the front handle rattled. The whole room changed with that small, ugly sound. Silas’s hand slid under the bar. Rory’s fingers closed around the bottle she had been wiping dry. Callum’s chair scraped back on the floor. The handle rattled again, harder now, then came the knock. Three sharp hits. A voice from outside, low and certain, carried through the glass. “Open up. I know she’s in there.”
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags5
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences126
tagDensity0.04
leniency0.079
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
97.65% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount2128
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"quickly"
count1
highlights
0"quickly"
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)
76.50% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount2128
totalAiIsms10
found
0
word"eyebrow"
count2
1
word"familiar"
count1
2
word"sense of"
count1
3
word"warmth"
count1
4
word"pulse"
count1
5
word"silence"
count2
6
word"weight"
count1
7
word"unreadable"
count1
highlights
0"eyebrow"
1"familiar"
2"sense of"
3"warmth"
4"pulse"
5"silence"
6"weight"
7"unreadable"
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
narrationSentences155
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences155
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences276
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen37
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords2128
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions24
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
45.27% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions74
wordCount1480
uniqueNames4
maxNameDensity2.09
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Rory31
Rees1
Callum26
Silas16
persons
0"Rory"
1"Rees"
2"Callum"
3"Silas"
places(empty)
globalScore0.453
windowScore0.5
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences108
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"looked like a version of someone she used"
1"looked like he signed things that ruined"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.47
wordCount2128
matches
0"not for the photograph this time, but for his phone"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount2
totalSentences276
matches
0"show that he"
1"heard that name"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs203
mean10.48
std13.59
cv1.296
sampleLengths
024
14
212
352
485
51
614
72
86
932
107
1140
123
136
141
1517
169
1786
189
194
202
2119
222
231
243
2542
263
272
283
293
303
316
327
332
3410
354
361
379
389
3923
403
414
428
434
444
4545
465
478
4816
497
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences155
matches
0"been handled"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs246
matches
0"was looking"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences276
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1483
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount59
adverbRatio0.03978422117329737
lyAdverbCount9
lyAdverbRatio0.006068779501011463
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences276
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences276
mean7.71
std6.37
cv0.826
sampleLengths
024
14
212
313
414
525
616
78
816
923
106
1116
121
1314
142
156
1626
176
187
1930
2010
213
226
231
245
2510
262
279
2826
2930
302
312
3226
339
344
352
3615
374
382
391
403
418
4213
4311
4410
453
462
473
483
493
47.83% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats6
diversityRatio0.2608695652173913
totalSentences276
uniqueOpeners72
47.28% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences141
matches
0"Somewhere at the back of"
1"Always one more person in"
ratio0.014
98.01% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount43
totalSentences141
matches
0"She froze with her fingers"
1"His suit fit too well"
2"He smiled, then winced, as"
3"He glanced at the bar,"
4"His eyes settled on Rory"
5"His grey-streaked beard framed a"
6"He gave Callum a single"
7"His voice from the other"
8"He stopped at the bar"
9"He looked at the black"
10"He rested his fingers on"
11"Her left wrist brushed the"
12"His gaze dropped to it,"
13"She folded her arms."
14"His gaze went past her,"
15"He set the glass down"
16"She stopped wiping."
17"Her fingers tightened on the"
18"He leaned back, then forward"
19"His jaw worked once."
ratio0.305
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount133
totalSentences141
matches
0"The bottle slipped from Rory’s"
1"She froze with her fingers"
2"That voice had lost its"
3"The room behind her, all"
4"Rory turned, and the man"
5"Callum Rees had once carried"
6"A pale scar cut through"
7"His suit fit too well"
8"The other held the door"
9"He smiled, then winced, as"
10"He glanced at the bar,"
11"His eyes settled on Rory"
12"Silas looked up from the"
13"His grey-streaked beard framed a"
14"Rory kept her eyes on"
15"That was enough for Silas."
16"He gave Callum a single"
17"Callum shut the door behind"
18"Rory caught the sound of"
19"His voice from the other"
ratio0.943
35.46% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences141
matches
0"Now he wore it close"
ratio0.007
82.32% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences59
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"Callum Rees had once carried his hair in his eyes and laughed at everything that hurt."
1"Silas looked up from the far end of the counter, where he had been wiping a glass with a white cloth that had lost all right to be called white."
2"His gaze went past her, to the dark room, to the back bookshelf that hid the secret room beyond."
3"Rory had the strange sensation that she was looking at a photograph that had been left too long in sunlight."
4"The angle kept his face partly hidden, but the shape of his shoulders, the set of his mouth, the narrow line of his nose held the same wrong familiarity that ha…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags5
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags3
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences126
tagDensity0.024
leniency0.048
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
87.6777%