Run: 2026-03-18-01KM087NSWRWXZK62JTQ58A0HR

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14.3s
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$0.015599
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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 glass slipped from Rory’s fingers and spun across the bar top, catching the green neon from outside before it smashed against the sink. Silas caught her wrist before she could curse loud enough to wake the dead. “Careful, Carter. I do not need blood in my ice bucket.” She stared at the shards, at the dark line of red opening along her thumb, then at the woman who stood just inside the doorway with one hand still on the brass handle. Neither of them moved. The woman’s face had changed enough to make Rory’s stomach drop first and her mind follow. Same sharp cheekbones, same dark brows, same mouth that used to split into a grin before it got her and Rory into trouble. But the girl she remembered from Cardiff had worn cheap boots, chipped nail polish, and a habit of talking with her hands. This woman stood in a fitted charcoal coat with immaculate seams, her hair swept back so tightly it pulled a silver line at her temple. Her eyes looked older than twenty-eight, older than thirty, older than anything Rory wanted to measure. “Evie?” Rory said. The woman’s gaze flicked to the cut on Rory’s thumb, then to Silas, then back. “Rory.” Silas let go of Rory’s wrist and nudged a tea towel towards her with two fingers. His silver ring flashed once under the bar light. “Ah,” he said. “This explains the atmosphere.” The room had gone still in the way bars always did when something private turned public. One man at the far end lowered his pint without drinking. Someone laughed in the street outside and kept walking. The Raven’s Nest held its breath around them. Rory wrapped the cloth around her thumb. Blood soaked through at once. “You could have called,” she said. Eva gave a small, almost painful smile. “You changed your number.” “You vanished.” “I had a reason.” “So did I.” Silas made a noise in the back of his throat and turned to the sink, giving them the shape of privacy without the comfort of it. Rory hated that he knew exactly what he was doing. Eva stepped inside. The door sighed shut behind her, and with it came the smell of rain on wool, expensive perfume, and something metallic under the sweetness. Fear, maybe. Or the memory of fear clinging to a new life. Rory looked at her properly then. The woman in front of her was not the same girl who had slept on Rory’s sofa in Cardiff after her father shouted too loud and her mother cried into the kitchen sink. She wore certainty like a tailored glove. Even the scar on her chin, a pale crescent Rory did not remember, sat there with composure. “You look like an accountant,” Rory said. Eva snorted once. “You look like trouble.” “That from you?” Rory lifted her bandaged thumb. “You practically invented it.” Silas set a fresh glass on the bar and began polishing it with a cloth that had gone grey years ago. “I’ll pretend I heard none of this unless somebody bleeds on the floor.” Eva’s eyes moved over the wall behind the bar, over the old maps and black-and-white photographs, over the dark bottles lined up like instruments before an execution. “So you work here.” “Live above it,” Rory said. “Work here too, when Yu-Fei thinks I’m reliable.” “And are you?” “No.” Silas’s mouth twitched. Eva’s gaze stayed on Rory, and for a second the room behind her seemed to shrink. Cardiff surfaced in Rory’s head without permission, all wet stone and bus fumes, cheap wine drunk from paper cups in a park because they were too young to know better and too old to believe anyone would stop them. Eva with a chipped front tooth. Rory with a law textbook she kept using to prop open a kitchen window because the flat smelled of damp. The two of them in one of those reckless seasons when the world looked like a door they could kick in if they hit it hard enough. Eva looked away first. “Are you working?” Rory asked. “Does it matter?” “It does if you’ve come here with a problem.” Silas set the cloth down and leaned both hands on the bar. “Everything that reaches this door arrives as a problem.” Eva gave him a flat look. “You always talk like that?” “Only when I’m right.” Rory almost smiled, then saw the tension in Eva’s shoulders, the tight set of her jaw. Not just nerves. Containment. The kind people wore when they had carried a thing too long and feared the moment they set it down. “What happened to you?” Rory asked. Eva laughed, but there was no humour in it. “That’s a long story.” “You’ve got time.” “I’m not sure I do.” Silas slid Rory a clean glass and a bottle of tonic. “You two can perform your little funeral for the past over there, away from my customer with the newspaper.” The old man at the corner did not even look up. Rory took the hint and led Eva to the end of the bar where the neon reached in through the front windows in strips of green. The bookshelf that hid the secret room stood behind them, ordinary to anyone who did not know better. To Rory it always looked like the back of a lie. Eva watched her pour tonic over ice. “You still can’t leave a glass unguarded.” “You still walk into bars like you own the building.” “That used to amuse you.” “That used to be less annoying.” Eva’s smile surfaced again and died on the same breath. Rory set the bottle down. “Talk.” Eva took the glass but did not drink. “I heard your name in Soho.” “That’s unfortunate. I hear mine too.” “I meant from a man who knew where to find you.” That sharpened something in Rory’s ribs. “Who.” “Does it matter?” “Yes.” Eva’s mouth tightened. “I thought it might.” Silas coughed once from behind the bar, the sound dry as old paper. Rory ignored him. “Who told you?” “Does the answer change what you do next?” “It changes whether I kick him out or break his fingers.” Eva’s eyes held hers for a beat, then slid towards Rory’s left wrist. The scar there peeked out where her sleeve had ridden up. A childhood accident, that old white crescent, small enough that most people missed it. Eva never had. “You kept that,” she said softly. Rory pulled her sleeve down. “You kept your opinions, I see.” “I kept a lot of things.” There was an ache in the room now, not loud, not tragic, just precise. Rory hated precise pain. It worked its way into the seams. “Why are you here?” Rory asked. Eva turned the glass in her fingers. Ice clicked against the sides. “Because I was told you’d listen.” “That depends on who’s talking.” “That’s the problem. You don’t know him.” Silas lifted his head. “I dislike the sound of that.” Eva looked at him at last. “You should.” Rory’s pulse kicked once, hard. “You know Silas?” “No.” That answer came too quickly. Silas placed his glass down with care. “Interesting. I thought the lady’s fear suggested familiarity.” Eva’s expression did not change, but her fingers tightened on the glass. “You always did enjoy making people nervous.” “And you always did enjoy arriving with bad news.” Rory stared between them. “What is this?” Eva let out a breath through her nose. “I needed somewhere you couldn’t be watched.” Silas’s brows rose a fraction. “And yet you chose my bar.” “I chose the only place in Soho where half the room might already be watching each other.” Rory glanced at the mirrors behind the shelves, at the dark corners, at the tiny camera hidden so neatly in a brass fitting that most people would miss it. Silas had built the Nest from old habits and fresh locks. Every inch of it listened. “Who’s watching you?” Rory asked. Eva looked at her, then down at the glass. “People who like paperwork.” Rory barked a laugh before she could stop herself. “You work for the government?” Eva gave her a warning glance. “Lower your voice.” “You arrive looking like a solicitor and drop a line like that? Please.” Silas’s mouth curved. “She does have a point.” Eva ignored him. “I work adjacent to it.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the only one I can give in a room like this.” Rory leaned her hip against the bar. The wood was smooth beneath her coat, worn by years of elbows, cups, deals, and lies. “You said a man knew where to find me.” “He knew where you lived.” The words hit with the flat force of a fist. Rory went still. Silas took one slow step closer, the limp in his left leg almost imperceptible until he moved. “Say that again.” Eva’s face drained of colour so subtly Rory only caught it because she knew her too well. “Don’t,” Eva said. “Who?” Rory asked. Eva shook her head once. “I came here before he did.” Silas’s ring tapped the bar top. Once. Twice. Rory had seen that hand cuff wrists, load a gun, sign papers, turn over a room full of evidence. The rhythm now meant the man had begun to choose violence with his patience. “Start at the beginning,” Rory said. Eva looked at her like she was measuring the distance to a safe place and finding none. “There is a file. It names people from Cardiff. Not your family. Not mine.” Rory felt the old city rise in her like floodwater. “What kind of file?” “A list of names, addresses, movements, debt. Old cases folded into new ones. Someone in my office found it.” “Your office,” Rory repeated. “You keep saying that as if it explains anything.” “It explains enough.” “Not to me.” Eva’s jaw flexed. “It names Yu-Fei’s deliveries. It names the bar. It names you.” Silas went very quiet. Rory laughed once, no humour in it at all. “How flattering.” Eva met her gaze. “They know you left Cardiff for London. They know where you lived before that. They know about Evan.” The name landed in the middle of the room like a bottle thrown at a wall. Rory felt the blood drain from her face, then come back hot and fast. “Don’t say his name in here.” “Rory-” “Don’t.” Silas’s hand found the edge of the bar. “This is the part where I advise both of you to remain useful.” Eva swallowed, and Rory saw the first crack in her composure. “I didn’t mean to bring him up.” “No,” Rory said. “You meant to bring me something worse.” The front door banged open behind them. Three men entered with the cold purpose of people who knew exactly where they were going. The first wore a dark suit too thin for good tailoring and carried his phone in one hand, already recording. The second had a jaw like a brick and eyes that never settled. The third, younger, stood half a step behind the others and kept his right hand tucked inside his coat. Silas straightened. “We’re closed.” The suited man smiled without warmth. “Mr. Blackwood.” Silas did not react, though Rory saw the smallest flare of recognition in his eyes. Eva’s fingers went white around the glass. Rory looked at her. “You brought them.” “No.” The word came out raw. The suited man’s gaze moved from Silas to Rory, then paused on Eva. “There you are.” Silas rested one hand on the bar top, calm as a priest. “You’re in the wrong neighbourhood.” “On the contrary,” the man said. “This is exactly where she said you’d be.” Rory turned slowly towards Eva. “She?” Eva’s mouth parted, but no sound came out. The young man at the back took one step inside and pulled his hand from his coat. A handgun glinted under the bar lights. Silas swore under his breath. The suited man lifted his phone a little higher. “Miss Carter, if you’d keep your hands where I can see them, this ends with fewer complications.” Rory looked at the gun, then at Eva, then at Silas, who had already shifted his weight onto his good leg and angled himself between the men and the corridor that led to the back room. The bookshelf behind him gave a soft click. Someone on the other side had opened the hidden door.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags17
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"she said softly [softly]"
dialogueSentences107
tagDensity0.159
leniency0.318
rawRatio0.059
effectiveRatio0.019
87.99% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount2081
totalAiIsmAdverbs5
found
0
adverb"tightly"
count1
1
adverb"softly"
count1
2
adverb"quickly"
count1
3
adverb"very"
count1
4
adverb"slowly"
count1
highlights
0"tightly"
1"softly"
2"quickly"
3"very"
4"slowly"
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)
85.58% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount2081
totalAiIsms6
found
0
word"stomach"
count1
1
word"flicked"
count1
2
word"tension"
count1
3
word"pulse"
count1
4
word"warmth"
count1
5
word"weight"
count1
highlights
0"stomach"
1"flicked"
2"tension"
3"pulse"
4"warmth"
5"weight"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"let out a breath"
count1
highlights
0"let out a breath"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences147
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences147
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences237
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen39
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords2081
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions23
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
0.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions119
wordCount1492
uniqueNames6
maxNameDensity3.55
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity5.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Rory53
Cardiff3
Silas24
Raven1
Nest2
Eva36
persons
0"Rory"
1"Silas"
2"Raven"
3"Nest"
4"Eva"
places
0"Cardiff"
globalScore0
windowScore0
96.81% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences94
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"looked like a door they could kick in if"
1"looked like the back of a lie"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount2081
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount2
totalSentences237
matches
0"hated that he"
1"seen that hand"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs141
mean14.76
std16.65
cv1.128
sampleLengths
024
114
211
333
44
5102
63
715
81
925
107
1144
1212
136
1411
152
164
173
1836
1939
2063
217
227
2312
2434
2531
2613
273
281
293
30108
314
325
333
349
3521
3611
374
3840
396
4013
413
425
4330
4466
4514
4610
475
486
4910
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences147
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs246
matches
0"was doing"
1"was measuring"
2"were going"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences237
ratio0
matches(empty)
95.20% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1495
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount68
adverbRatio0.04548494983277592
lyAdverbCount10
lyAdverbRatio0.006688963210702341
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences237
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences237
mean8.78
std6.91
cv0.787
sampleLengths
024
114
211
333
44
516
623
722
825
916
103
1115
121
1316
149
153
164
1716
1811
199
208
217
225
236
247
254
262
274
283
2926
3010
313
3224
332
3410
356
3633
377
3817
397
403
414
428
434
4421
4513
4627
474
485
498
47.05% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats7
diversityRatio0.270042194092827
totalSentences237
uniqueOpeners64
26.04% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences128
matches
0"Even the scar on her"
ratio0.008
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount6
totalSentences128
matches
0"She stared at the shards,"
1"Her eyes looked older than"
2"His silver ring flashed once"
3"She wore certainty like a"
4"she said softly"
5"It worked its way into"
ratio0.047
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount119
totalSentences128
matches
0"The glass slipped from Rory’s"
1"Silas caught her wrist before"
2"She stared at the shards,"
3"Neither of them moved."
4"The woman’s face had changed"
5"This woman stood in a"
6"Her eyes looked older than"
7"The woman’s gaze flicked to"
8"Silas let go of Rory’s"
9"His silver ring flashed once"
10"The room had gone still"
11"Someone laughed in the street"
12"The Raven’s Nest held its"
13"Rory wrapped the cloth around"
14"Blood soaked through at once."
15"Eva gave a small, almost"
16"Silas made a noise in"
17"Rory hated that he knew"
18"Eva stepped inside."
19"The door sighed shut behind"
ratio0.93
39.06% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences128
matches
0"To Rory it always looked"
ratio0.008
85.25% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences62
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"She stared at the shards, at the dark line of red opening along her thumb, then at the woman who stood just inside the doorway with one hand still on the brass …"
1"Same sharp cheekbones, same dark brows, same mouth that used to split into a grin before it got her and Rory into trouble."
2"The woman in front of her was not the same girl who had slept on Rory’s sofa in Cardiff after her father shouted too loud and her mother cried into the kitchen …"
3"Silas set a fresh glass on the bar and began polishing it with a cloth that had gone grey years ago."
4"The bookshelf that hid the secret room stood behind them, ordinary to anyone who did not know better."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags17
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags16
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"Rory repeated (repeat)"
dialogueSentences107
tagDensity0.15
leniency0.299
rawRatio0.063
effectiveRatio0.019
85.4328%