Run: 2026-03-18-01KM08QHRW87RAETNCWJZM35A1

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Duration:
16.1s
Cost:
$0.015464
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
“Rory?” The glass slipped from Aurora Carter’s hand and clipped the zinc edge of the bar. Beer hissed over her knuckles. She caught the tumbler before it could shatter, but her heart still struck hard enough to sting. The man at the end stool did not belong there, not in the life she had made around this place. He had the same long mouth she remembered, the same dark brows, yet the rest of him looked assembled from better materials than memory allowed. Tailored coat. Close-cut beard threaded with silver. One hand wrapped round a whisky, the other resting near a cane with a polished horn handle. He wore age like a threat. “Tomás.” He gave a short laugh and lifted his glass an inch. “So you do know my name.” Silas looked up from where he stood polishing a row of glasses. His hazel eyes moved from one face to the other, brisk and unreadable. Then he set the cloth down. “You two, on the other side of my bar, look like trouble with a history degree.” Tomás glanced at him. “And you must be the famous landlord.” “Depends who’s asking.” “An old friend of Rory’s.” Silas’s mouth twitched. “They usually say that before the bill arrives.” Rory bent for a napkin, wiped the spill from her hand, and realised her scar had gone white where the liquid touched it. The crescent on her wrist flashed under the bar light. Tomás saw it too. His gaze snagged there for a fraction too long. “You’re in London,” she said. “I could accuse you of the same.” She leaned against the counter, keeping her left side turned in without meaning to. “I am, in fact, standing in a London bar.” “That’s not what I meant, and you know it.” Silas moved away, giving them the length of the bar and the privacy of people who had been paid enough to pretend not to hear. The room held its usual murmur, low voices, glass against wood, a burst of laughter from the far booth, a match flaring for a cigarette someone had no business lighting indoors. Old maps stared from the walls, black and white faces frozen in another century. The green neon above the door stained the windows and the polished bottles behind the bar with a sickly halo. Tomás raised his glass to the room. “You’ve chosen an establishment with character.” “You’ve chosen a frighteningly expensive coat.” “It’s called having standards.” “It’s called compensation.” He smiled at that, but it faded before it reached his eyes. Something in his face had sharpened over the years. The easy boyishness she had once known had not vanished so much as been burned away, leaving angles, restraint, a watchfulness that never quite settled. He looked like a man who stood near exits without thinking about it. She hated how quickly the old outline of him returned. Bicycle tyres over wet pavement. A cheap café near the university. His hands stained with printer ink from the student paper. He had once talked too fast, laughed with his whole chest, lived as if nothing cruel had ever had the chance to reach him. Then, one winter, he had disappeared from her life with a silence so complete it became a shape. “Where have you been?” she said. Tomás swirled the whisky once. “Working.” “That covers a criminal amount of territory.” “Good.” She gave him a look. “You vanished.” “I left Cardiff.” “Yes, I noticed.” His jaw tightened. One muscle jumped near the hollow under his ear. He glanced at the bar top, at the condensation ring beneath his glass, at anything that did not ask him to answer. “You moved, Rory.” “I fled. There’s a difference.” Silas set a fresh pint down near her elbow. “If you’re going to resurrect the past, at least have the decency to drink it.” Rory stared at the foam. “I’m on shift.” “Then you’ll enjoy the smell of someone else’s bad decisions.” Tomás’s mouth twitched. “He always talk like that?” “Only when he likes you.” Silas moved down the bar to serve a couple in dark coats who had the look of people carrying clipped secrets in their inside pockets. Rory watched him go, the slight hitch in his left leg, the silver signet ring catching the light as he slid change across the wood. He had a way of inhabiting a room that made everyone else feel briefly under observation. Tomás followed her glance. “You work here now?” “Above it.” “Living above a bar suits you.” “It’s cheap.” “That was never your only criterion.” She let that sit between them. He knew her too well to mistake the shape of the silence. Once, years ago, he had been one of the few people who could drag her thoughts into the open with nothing more than a raised eyebrow and a badly made coffee. She had hated him for it on occasion. He tapped the rim of his glass. “You still wear black like a threat.” “Still speak like a man who thinks he’s charming.” “Am I not?” “No.” “Harsh.” “You asked.” He laughed then, briefly, and for a second she saw the old Tomás again, all crooked teeth and bad posture and dangerous optimism. The sight hit harder than his strange elegance had. He looked at her properly, and the smile thinned. “You cut your hair.” “You grew a beard.” “That’s what you’ve taken from this reunion?” “It’s a very noticeable beard.” “You always had a talent for cruelty.” “I learned from the best.” His eyes narrowed. “Evan?” The name landed like a thumb pressed into a bruise. Rory’s fingers tightened around the pint glass so hard the cold damp rushed into her palm. “Don’t.” “Still.” “What?” “You still do that thing where you turn to ice when someone says the wrong name.” “Congratulations, you remember one of my least attractive habits.” “I remember most of them.” Silas’s voice drifted down the bar. “If this turns into couples’ therapy, I charge extra.” Tomás lifted his glass towards him. “You’d be surprised how much healing is bundled into whisky.” “Not here.” Rory breathed through her nose and looked at Tomás again. There it was, the same old impulse to step close enough to test a fracture. He had once been impossible to read and impossible to ignore, a combination she had found intolerable at nineteen and strangely comforting at twenty. Back then they had drifted through the city as if they had borrowed it for a week, taking night buses, stealing cigarettes from each other, arguing about everything and meaning none of it. He had kissed her once outside a lecture hall and then spent six months acting as if the moment had been a weather event neither of them could control. She had hated him for that too. “Why are you here?” she said. Tomás set his glass down with care. “I could ask the same.” “You’re avoiding the question.” “I’m buying time.” “For what?” He looked past her, over her shoulder, to the mirror behind the bar, where the room fractured into angles of light and movement. In the reflection, Rory saw herself beside him, shorter, younger, her face harder than she remembered making it. The change unsettled her more than his did. She had the impression of meeting a version of herself that had learned to bite. “I’m meeting someone,” he said. “At the Nest.” “You know the place?” “I live above it.” His gaze sharpened. “You’re joking.” “I’m not.” Tomás laughed once, but there was no humour in it. “Of all the bars in London.” “Of all the cities in the world,” she said. Silas wiped his hands on a towel and came back with the unhurried menace of a man who had once learned to make people regret underestimating him. “You know each other,” he said, though it sounded less like a question than an accusation aimed at the universe. “We used to,” Rory said. Tomás gave a small nod. “A long time ago.” Silas’s eyes moved between them. “That sort of answer usually means pain, debt, or poor judgement.” “Sometimes all three,” Rory said. “Then keep it away from the glassware.” Tomás’s gaze dropped to the scar on her wrist again. “You still have that.” “The scar?” “The one from the bike.” Her mouth pulled on one side. “You remember that?” “I remember carrying you home.” “You did not carry me.” “I did. You bit me for my trouble.” “That was self-defence.” “It was savage.” Silas made a soft noise of contempt into his towel. “You two sound exhausting.” Rory ignored him. “You disappeared the summer after that.” Tomás went still. Not much. Just enough for her to see he had heard the knife underneath the sentence. “I left Cardiff.” “You said that already.” “I left because I had to.” “For what? A job? A life? A new name, judging by the haircut and the expensive coat?” His mouth tightened. “You always did love a public inquest.” “And you always did enjoy leaving holes in the floor and calling it a path.” A man at the far end of the bar shouted for another round. Glasses clinked. The music shifted into a low, throbbing bass line. Someone laughed too loudly and got shushed. The room carried on around them with the indifference of places built for confession. Tomás rubbed his thumb once along the side of his glass. “You left too.” “I was running.” “From him.” “Yes.” “And from everyone else.” She let out a small breath. “You don’t get to say that as if you were still there.” “No.” He looked at her. “I don’t.” Silence settled. Not peace. A pressure. Rory became aware of the wet patch on her hand, the bitter smell of beer and lemon cleaner, the soft snag of old wool from Tomás’s coat. She could hear Silas in the background, voice low and precise, dealing with the couple in the corner. The place felt suddenly smaller, each wall leaning in with the maps and photographs and dark wood. Tomás reached into his inner pocket and Rory’s body changed before she made a decision to let it. Her shoulders tensed. Silas saw it, one glance too quick to be casual. “Easy,” Tomás said. He drew out a folded photograph, not a weapon, and placed it on the bar between them. Rory did not touch it. “What is that?” “Someone I’ve been looking for.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the only one I’ve got.” She finally looked. The image showed a narrow alley under sodium light, brick slick with rain, a man half turned away from the camera. His face was blurred by motion, but the coat was distinctive, one sleeve torn at the cuff. Rory knew the coat. She had seen it in the wrong place, years ago, on the wrong sort of man. Her throat tightened. Silas’s hand paused on a glass. “That’s not a tourist shot.” “No,” Tomás said. “It isn’t.” Rory slid the photograph closer with one finger. The paper felt soft from use. Too soft. “Where did you get this?” “A man in Whitechapel gave it to me before he lost his teeth.” Silas barked a short laugh. “Charming circle you run in.” “Tell me you know him,” Tomás said. Rory looked up. His face had altered again, the old boyishness gone, the new severity stripped back to something almost naked. He had not come here for nostalgia. He had come because some old thread had dragged him through the city and tied itself around her wrist. She knew that coat. She knew the alley. She knew the way the light fell against those bricks because she had once stood there with blood on her shoe and Evan’s hand around her arm, hearing a man say her name from the dark. Her stomach dropped. “No.” Tomás’s gaze did not move. “Rory.” “No.” Silas set the glass down so hard it clicked against the wood. “That’s enough.” Tomás ignored him. “You saw him.” Rory’s mouth had gone dry. She could taste metal. Her fingers pressed against the bar, searching for a steadiness that had gone missing. “You should leave.” “Not until you tell me what you know.” “Tomás.” The name came out sharper than she intended. He flinched, just once. From the corner of the room, a chair scraped. The couple in the dark coats had gone still. Silas’s posture shifted. The whole bar changed shape around the silence. Tomás reached for the photograph again, but Rory got there first. She turned it over. On the back, in a hand she recognised with a shock that felt almost physical, a line of writing slanted across the card stock. LAILA, HE’S FOUND YOU. The green neon from outside flashed across the window. Somewhere behind her, the hidden bookshelf door in the back room opened with a soft, deliberate creak.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags12
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences121
tagDensity0.099
leniency0.198
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
93.03% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount2153
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"quickly"
count1
1
adverb"very"
count1
2
adverb"suddenly"
count1
highlights
0"quickly"
1"very"
2"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)
76.78% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount2153
totalAiIsms10
found
0
word"unreadable"
count1
1
word"silence"
count4
2
word"eyebrow"
count1
3
word"comforting"
count1
4
word"fractured"
count1
5
word"unsettled"
count1
6
word"stomach"
count1
highlights
0"unreadable"
1"silence"
2"eyebrow"
3"comforting"
4"fractured"
5"unsettled"
6"stomach"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
1
label"stomach dropped/sank"
count1
highlights
0"eyes narrowed"
1"stomach dropped"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences151
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences151
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences260
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen36
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords2153
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions26
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
66.67% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions59
wordCount1578
uniqueNames7
maxNameDensity1.46
worstName"Tomás"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Tomás"
discoveredNames
Aurora1
Carter1
Tomás23
Rory17
Silas15
Silence1
Evan1
persons
0"Aurora"
1"Carter"
2"Tomás"
3"Rory"
4"Silas"
5"Silence"
6"Evan"
places(empty)
globalScore0.771
windowScore0.667
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences96
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"looked like a man who stood near exits wi"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount2153
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount2
totalSentences260
matches
0"let that sit"
1"knew that coat"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs156
mean13.8
std18.1
cv1.312
sampleLengths
01
137
275
31
417
531
616
711
83
95
1011
1146
125
137
1423
159
1690
1713
186
194
203
2159
2255
2318
246
256
267
271
287
293
303
3134
323
335
3424
358
3610
378
385
3966
408
412
426
432
446
4557
4614
479
483
491
95.97% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount4
totalSentences151
matches
0"been paid"
1"been burned"
2"got shushed"
3"was blurred"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs265
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences260
ratio0
matches(empty)
97.87% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1579
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount67
adverbRatio0.04243191893603546
lyAdverbCount10
lyAdverbRatio0.006333122229259025
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences260
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences260
mean8.28
std6.96
cv0.84
sampleLengths
01
115
25
317
420
525
62
75
817
96
101
1111
126
1312
1413
156
1616
174
187
193
205
213
228
2323
2410
254
269
275
287
2914
309
319
3225
3331
3414
3520
367
376
386
394
403
4112
429
4325
4413
4510
465
476
4810
4924
46.92% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats8
diversityRatio0.25
totalSentences260
uniqueOpeners65
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount5
totalSentences134
matches
0"Then he set the cloth"
1"Then, one winter, he had"
2"Once, years ago, he had"
3"Just enough for her to"
4"Somewhere behind her, the hidden"
ratio0.037
64.78% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount52
totalSentences134
matches
0"She caught the tumbler before"
1"He had the same long"
2"He wore age like a"
3"He gave a short laugh"
4"His hazel eyes moved from"
5"His gaze snagged there for"
6"She leaned against the counter,"
7"He smiled at that, but"
8"He looked like a man"
9"She hated how quickly the"
10"His hands stained with printer"
11"He had once talked too"
12"She gave him a look."
13"His jaw tightened."
14"He glanced at the bar"
15"He had a way of"
16"She let that sit between"
17"He knew her too well"
18"She had hated him for"
19"He tapped the rim of"
ratio0.388
12.24% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount120
totalSentences134
matches
0"The glass slipped from Aurora"
1"Beer hissed over her knuckles."
2"She caught the tumbler before"
3"The man at the end"
4"He had the same long"
5"He wore age like a"
6"He gave a short laugh"
7"Silas looked up from where"
8"His hazel eyes moved from"
9"Tomás glanced at him."
10"Silas’s mouth twitched."
11"Rory bent for a napkin,"
12"The crescent on her wrist"
13"Tomás saw it too."
14"His gaze snagged there for"
15"She leaned against the counter,"
16"Silas moved away, giving them"
17"The room held its usual"
18"The green neon above the"
19"Tomás raised his glass to"
ratio0.896
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences134
matches(empty)
ratio0
98.21% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences64
technicalSentenceCount4
matches
0"He had a way of inhabiting a room that made everyone else feel briefly under observation."
1"Back then they had drifted through the city as if they had borrowed it for a week, taking night buses, stealing cigarettes from each other, arguing about everyt…"
2"She had the impression of meeting a version of herself that had learned to bite."
3"Her fingers pressed against the bar, searching for a steadiness that had gone missing."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags12
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags11
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences121
tagDensity0.091
leniency0.182
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
88.4156%