Run: 2026-03-18-01KM08M75HTVNND4C881RQ5GAJ

Run Details

Duration:
15.4s
Cost:
$0.013178
Provider:
OpenAI

Model input

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
“Don’t turn round.” Aurora Carter froze with a pint glass in her hand, the drip of condensation slicking her fingers. A familiar voice, roughened by years and smoke, had reached her from the end of the bar and dragged the room into focus. She set the glass down on a coaster scarred by old rings and newer burns. “No one says that unless they’ve got a knife.” “Then it’s a good job I’m not here for your money.” She laughed before she could stop herself, a single sharp sound that felt borrowed from another life. The last time she’d heard that voice, it had come from a freezing flat in Cardiff with the radiator clanking like a bad throat and two girls with chipped nail varnish sharing a bottle of wine that tasted of vinegar and rebellion. Eva stood near the dartboard in a black coat that looked expensive enough to be stolen rather than bought. She had cut her hair to her jaw. Copper rings flashed from one ear. A pale line cut through her eyebrow, clean as a blade’s kiss. Rory had to look twice at the hands wrapped round the stem of a gin glass, because those hands had once smeared poster paint across library tables and held her hair back over a toilet bowl after a party gone sour. “Jesus,” Rory said. “Eva.” Eva’s mouth pulled to one side. Not quite a smile. “Rory.” Silas, wiping a glass behind the bar, glanced up at the two of them with the stillness of a man clocking a fault line. The green neon sign outside bled through the front windows and painted the room in a sickly glow. Old maps watched from the walls. Black-and-white faces stared out from their frames, half smug, half dead. The Raven’s Nest had always looked like the kind of place that kept secrets in the joints of its furniture. Rory slid off her stool and crossed the room before her courage had a chance to realise what it was doing. Eva smelled of cold air and citrus, not cheap perfume and panic, which was what Rory had expected from the girl who used to steal cigarettes from her brother and smoke them behind the student union. Rory stopped short, uncertain whether to hug her, punch her, or simply stand there like a fool with her mouth open. Eva chose for both of them and stepped in first. Her coat was stiff and tailored. Her shoulders felt harder under Rory’s arms than memory allowed. They held each other for a second that stretched thin and awkward, then broke apart too soon. “You look…” Rory began. “Alive?” Eva said. “That wasn’t what I meant.” “No, but it will do.” Rory sat back on the bar stool and studied her. The changes came in layers. The hair. The expensive coat. The polished nails. The confidence, or the shape of it. Not the old wild certainty that had once made Eva drag Rory onto train platforms at midnight and insist they could catch any life they wanted if they ran fast enough. This version stood with her weight balanced, ready. A woman who had learned how to enter rooms without giving them anything for free. “You disappeared,” Rory said. Eva’s fingers tightened round the stem of her glass. “You left first.” Rory snorted. “I moved to London. You vanished.” “Cardiff disappeared me in stages. London did the rest.” Silas set a clean tumbler on the bar beside Rory’s elbow. His hazel eyes flicked from one woman to the other, his expression unreadable. “On the house,” he said. “Since when are you sentimental?” Rory asked. “Since I started paying rent,” he said, and moved down the bar with a slight limp that never quite hid itself, though he carried it like a badge rather than a burden. Eva watched him go. “Your landlord’s the spymaster now?” “Only on Thursdays.” “That explains the maps.” “Everything here explains something if you stare at it long enough.” Eva gave a dry little huff that might once have been laughter. Rory caught herself tracing the edge of her crescent scar with her thumb, a habit that always surfaced when she felt cornered. “What are you drinking?” Rory asked. “Something with enough gin to burn off the last decade.” “Harsh.” “Accurate.” Rory signalled to the optics, then changed her mind and took the gin glass from in front of Eva instead. She held it up. “You’ve got taste now. That’s unnerving.” “I’ve had money. It’s a poor substitute for taste, but it does buy decent ice.” Rory searched her face for the old laugh lines, the old open mischief. They lurked there, but they had been taught better manners. The change made Eva harder to read and, somehow, more familiar. “Where have you been?” Rory asked. Eva looked past her, to the black-and-white photos on the wall. Men in hats. Women with severe smiles. A canal, a street corner, a pub sign from a city no one remembered now. “Here and there.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the only one I brought.” Rory leaned back against the bar. “You could have called.” “I could have done plenty of things.” “Wonderful. We’re doing that, are we? The pile-up of regret.” Eva took a sip. Her gaze did not move from Rory’s face. “You wrote once that regret was just a receipt from the wrong shop.” “I was twenty-one and insufferable.” “You were right.” The words hit with more force than they ought to have. Rory glanced down at the ring marks on the bar top, at the tiny trench carved by years of drinks and knuckles and bad decisions. Eva had always had that talent, landing a sentence like a stone in still water and leaving the ripples to do the damage. Silas polished the same glass three times over. He knew better than to hover, and better than to leave them too long. Rory swallowed. “You look like someone who’s been sorting through a life.” Eva let the corner of her mouth lift. “That obvious?” “To me.” “To you, yes.” The words hung there. Rory felt the old shape of their friendship under the new one, all the private codes and shared thefts and late-night truths they had once traded like contraband. Eva had been the first person Rory told about Cardiff University, the second person she told about Evan, the first person who had looked at Rory’s bruises and not asked stupid questions. Then London had swallowed everything whole. Work. Fear. Survival. Silence. Years had gone by like doors slamming shut. “You’re different,” Rory said. Eva glanced at the mirror behind the optics. Her reflection looked back at her, sharp and composed and faintly dangerous. “So are you.” Rory laughed under her breath. “I still deliver noodles in a coat that smells of soy sauce.” “And yet.” “And yet?” “You’ve got this place. The old maps. The man with the ring.” Eva tipped her chin towards Silas. “You’re not just carrying boxes anymore, Rory.” Silas looked over at that, one eyebrow lifting a fraction. Rory turned to Eva. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “It means I notice things.” “That sounds expensive.” “It was.” The answer landed with a softness that made Rory’s spine tighten. She looked at Eva again, properly this time, not just at the polish and the new geometry of her face, but at the tiredness gathered beneath it, carefully hidden. Not the easy fatigue of bad sleep. The kind that lived in a person like a second circulation. Rory lowered her voice. “What happened?” Eva’s fingers slid over the rim of the glass. Once. Twice. A nervous tic, old as school corridors. “You first,” she said. “Not a chance.” “You left Cardiff after Evan.” Rory felt the room narrow. “That’s not news.” “He hit you?” Silence struck the bar between them. The taps hissed. Somewhere near the back, a chair scraped against the floorboards. Rory kept her face steady through effort rather than grace. “You don’t get to come back after years and open with that.” “You never told me how bad it was.” “You had a habit of making everything about you.” “And you had a habit of turning pain into a joke.” Rory’s fingers curled round the glass until cold wet seeped into her skin. “You didn’t ask.” “I did.” “No, you asked if he was ‘annoying’.” Eva’s jaw worked once. “I was twenty-three. I was a coward.” Rory stared at her. The confession sat oddly on the bar, a plain thing in the middle of all the polish and smoke. “You left,” Rory said, and heard the young girl in herself, the one who had paced the kitchen at three in the morning waiting for a text that never came. “You vanished before I could ask where you’d gone.” Eva looked down into her glass. “I got into trouble.” Rory waited. Eva exhaled through her nose. “Proper trouble.” That, more than any detail, made Rory go still. She knew the rhythm of bad stories. They never arrived alone. They entered the room with shoes too clean, with a face too controlled, with one hand already behind the back. “What kind?” Eva reached into the inside pocket of her coat and placed a folded square of paper on the bar. Not a letter. Too thick. A photograph. Rory did not touch it at first. Silas had stopped polishing. He rested both hands on the bar and watched from a distance with the attention of a man measuring wind against a field. Rory took the photograph. Her thumb brushed the edge. Glossy. Recent. It showed a man in a grey suit stepping out of a black car with a bent rear panel. The angle caught him half-turned, face partly hidden, but the posture was unmistakable. A broad shoulder. A familiar tilt of the head. Rory’s throat tightened. She knew him. Not a friend. Not a lover. Worse. Her ex, Evan, stood beside the car, smiling like a saint at a wake. Rory looked up so fast the room blurred. “No.” Eva held her gaze. “Yes.” “What is this?” “Proof he’s gone from bad to worse.” “Where did you get this?” “I’ve been following him.” Rory set the photograph down with care that felt false in her hands. “You have lost your mind.” “I found it, thanks.” “That man nearly ruined my life.” “He’s ruining other people’s now.” “Why show me?” Eva’s expression shifted then, the first real crack in the armour. Not fear. Not exactly. Something heavier. Duty, perhaps. Or guilt wearing better shoes. “Because he’s looking for you.” The words sliced clean through the noise of the bar. Rory heard the ice clink in Silas’s glass. Heard the hum of the fridge behind the counter. Heard, absurdly, her own pulse in her ears like someone knocking from inside a wall. “That’s impossible.” Eva’s smile had no warmth in it. “Nothing about him stayed impossible.” Rory glanced at the photograph again. Evan beside the car. Evan with the same neat cruelty in his face that had once made Rory feel small enough to live inside a pocket. There were new lines round his mouth. New confidence. New weight. But the eyes were the same. They had always looked like a door closing. “You’ve been following my ex,” Rory said. “He’s not your ex. He’s a problem.” “A semantic distinction.” “A useful one.” Rory slid off the stool. Her chair legs scratched the floor. She felt suddenly too large for her own skin, all sharp edges and old bruises reawakened. “Silas,” she said. He was already moving. “Back room,” he said, and his hand, silver ring flashing, swept once towards the bookshelf at the far wall. Eva caught Rory’s wrist before she could go. Her fingers pressed over the crescent scar, exactly where Rory had once fallen from a wall as a child and split the skin open on brick. The touch dragged a memory up through her bones. “Listen to me,” Eva said. Rory stared at the hand on her wrist. “Let go.” “No.” “You don’t get to disappear for years and come back with orders.” “I didn’t come back for you.” That should have stung less than it did. Rory looked up. Eva’s eyes had gone bright with something sharp and ugly. “I came back because he found me first.” A chair crashed somewhere near the entrance. The front door banged open hard enough to rattle the glasses on the shelf. Heads turned. Voices cut off mid-sentence. The bar’s usual murmur collapsed into a tense, pricking silence. Silas’s hand vanished beneath the counter. Eva’s grip on Rory’s wrist tightened once, then slid away. From the doorway came a voice Rory had heard in her worst dreams and her best instincts. “Rory Carter,” Evan said. “You never did know how to stay buried.”
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags18
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences99
tagDensity0.182
leniency0.364
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
95.34% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount2146
totalAiIsmAdverbs2
found
0
adverb"carefully"
count1
1
adverb"suddenly"
count1
highlights
0"carefully"
1"suddenly"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0"Blackwood"
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
65.05% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount2146
totalAiIsms15
found
0
word"familiar"
count3
1
word"eyebrow"
count2
2
word"weight"
count2
3
word"flicked"
count1
4
word"unreadable"
count1
5
word"tracing"
count1
6
word"silence"
count3
7
word"pulse"
count1
8
word"warmth"
count1
highlights
0"familiar"
1"eyebrow"
2"weight"
3"flicked"
4"unreadable"
5"tracing"
6"silence"
7"pulse"
8"warmth"
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
narrationSentences178
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences178
filterMatches
0"feel"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences259
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen42
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords2146
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions22
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
0.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions105
wordCount1668
uniqueNames10
maxNameDensity3.18
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Carter1
Cardiff2
Eva32
Raven1
Nest1
Rory53
University1
Evan5
London1
Silas8
persons
0"Carter"
1"Eva"
2"Raven"
3"Nest"
4"Rory"
5"Evan"
6"Silas"
places
0"Cardiff"
1"London"
globalScore0
windowScore0
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences107
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"looked like the kind of place that kept s"
1"looked like a door closing"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.466
wordCount2146
matches
0"not just at the polish and the new geometry of her face, but at the tiredness gathered beneath it, carefully hidden"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount2
totalSentences259
matches
0"heard that voice"
1"had that talent"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs151
mean14.21
std17.21
cv1.211
sampleLengths
03
140
215
39
411
559
686
74
810
91
1079
1121
1257
1310
1433
154
163
175
185
1984
204
219
223
238
249
2524
265
277
2832
294
305
313
324
3311
3434
356
3610
371
381
3924
406
4115
4234
436
4433
453
464
476
4810
497
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences178
matches
0"been taught"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs258
matches
0"was doing"
1"was already moving"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences259
ratio0
matches(empty)
98.96% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1675
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount69
adverbRatio0.04119402985074627
lyAdverbCount12
lyAdverbRatio0.007164179104477612
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences259
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences259
mean8.29
std7.3
cv0.881
sampleLengths
03
117
223
315
49
511
617
742
819
98
106
1112
1241
133
141
156
164
171
1824
1918
206
2111
2220
2321
2436
2521
2610
276
2810
2917
304
313
325
335
3410
355
362
373
383
397
4031
418
4215
434
449
453
462
476
489
4911
41.89% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats21
diversityRatio0.2857142857142857
totalSentences259
uniqueOpeners74
46.95% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences142
matches
0"Then London had swallowed everything"
1"Somewhere near the back, a"
ratio0.014
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount28
totalSentences142
matches
0"She set the glass down"
1"She laughed before she could"
2"She had cut her hair"
3"Her coat was stiff and"
4"Her shoulders felt harder under"
5"They held each other for"
6"His hazel eyes flicked from"
7"he said, and moved down"
8"She held it up."
9"They lurked there, but they"
10"Her gaze did not move"
11"He knew better than to"
12"Her reflection looked back at"
13"She looked at Eva again,"
14"She knew the rhythm of"
15"They never arrived alone."
16"They entered the room with"
17"He rested both hands on"
18"Her thumb brushed the edge."
19"It showed a man in"
ratio0.197
16.34% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount126
totalSentences142
matches
0"Aurora Carter froze with a"
1"A familiar voice, roughened by"
2"She set the glass down"
3"She laughed before she could"
4"The last time she’d heard"
5"Eva stood near the dartboard"
6"She had cut her hair"
7"Copper rings flashed from one"
8"A pale line cut through"
9"Rory had to look twice"
10"Eva’s mouth pulled to one"
11"Silas, wiping a glass behind"
12"The green neon sign outside"
13"The Raven’s Nest had always"
14"Rory slid off her stool"
15"Eva smelled of cold air"
16"Rory stopped short, uncertain whether"
17"Eva chose for both of"
18"Her coat was stiff and"
19"Her shoulders felt harder under"
ratio0.887
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences142
matches(empty)
ratio0
75.89% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences64
technicalSentenceCount6
matches
0"The last time she’d heard that voice, it had come from a freezing flat in Cardiff with the radiator clanking like a bad throat and two girls with chipped nail v…"
1"Eva stood near the dartboard in a black coat that looked expensive enough to be stolen rather than bought."
2"The Raven’s Nest had always looked like the kind of place that kept secrets in the joints of its furniture."
3"Not the old wild certainty that had once made Eva drag Rory onto train platforms at midnight and insist they could catch any life they wanted if they ran fast e…"
4"Eva had been the first person Rory told about Cardiff University, the second person she told about Evan, the first person who had looked at Rory’s bruises and n…"
5"Evan with the same neat cruelty in his face that had once made Rory feel small enough to live inside a pocket."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags18
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags16
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences99
tagDensity0.162
leniency0.323
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
84.6806%