Run: 2026-03-25-01KMJ8X40YKHFS18GZ53C4SHDJ

Run Details

Model:: Qwen 3 32B
Test:: Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:: Fantasy: entering an ancient ruin
Duration:: 24.2s
Cost:: $0.000668
Provider:: DeepInfra

Evaluation summary

Score	Evaluator	Details Link
100.00%	Adverbs in dialogue tags	(details)
94.75%	AI-ism adverb frequency	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism character names	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism location names	(details)
0.00%	AI-ism word frequency	(details)
100.00%	Cliché density	(details)
100.00%	Emotion telling (show vs. tell)	(details)
100.00%	Filter word density	(details)
100.00%	Gibberish response detection	(details)
100.00%	Markdown formatting overuse	(details)
100.00%	Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)	(details)
61.28%	Name drop frequency	(details)
100.00%	Narrator intent-glossing	(details)
93.84%	"Not X but Y" pattern overuse	(details)
100.00%	Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)	(details)
100.00%	Paragraph length variance	(details)
95.09%	Passive voice overuse	(details)
100.00%	Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse	(details)
0.00%	Em-dash & semicolon overuse	(details)
100.00%	Purple prose (modifier overload)	(details)
100.00%	Repeated phrase echo	(details)
100.00%	Sentence length variance	(details)
68.29%	Sentence opener variety	(details)
54.64%	Adverb-first sentence starts	(details)
100.00%	Pronoun-first sentence starts	(details)
50.16%	Subject-first sentence starts	(details)
81.97%	Subordinate conjunction sentence starts	(details)
30.08%	Technical jargon density	(details)
83.33%	Useless dialogue additions	(details)
73.08%	Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)	(details)
82.8839%	Overall

Model input

System

You are an expert novelist with a gift for vivid, immersive prose. You write in tight third-person limited point of view with a strong narrative voice. Your prose is clean, precise, and engaging — you favor strong verbs, concrete details, and natural-sounding dialogue.

You will be given a story bible (codex) containing canonical details about characters, locations, items, and lore. Use these details to ground your writing in the established world. Stay consistent with the codex.

Write only the prose of the scene. Do not include titles, chapter headings, markdown formatting, or any commentary before or after the scene.

User/Human

<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="4418" name="Nyx" aliases="Nyx, the Shadow, Nightwhisper" pronouns="they/them" species="Shade" storyRole="Wild Card">
  <eyeColor>faintly glowing violet</eyeColor>
  <height>approximately 6'2" in solid form</height>
  <age>ageless</age>
  <form>humanoid silhouette of living shadow, can shift between solid and incorporeal</form>
  <voice>sounds like a whisper carried on the wind</voice>
  <description>A being of living shadow, existing between the mortal plane and the spaces between realms.</description>
  <backstory>Nyx was once a human sorcerer named Aldric who became trapped between realms during a failed summoning ritual in 1643. They now exist as a Shade, bound to the mortal plane but able to slip between shadows.</backstory>
</character>

<character id="4424" name="Isolde Varga" aliases="Isolde, the Seer" pronouns="she/her" species="Half-Fae" storyRole="Oracle">
  <eyeColor>pale lavender</eyeColor>
  <hair>silver, reaching her waist</hair>
  <height>5'5"</height>
  <age>300 years old</age>
  <appearance>ethereal, ageless</appearance>
  <speech>speaks in riddles</speech>
  <footprints>leaves no footprints when she walks</footprints>
  <compulsion>cannot lie (Fae compulsion) but can mislead</compulsion>
  <description>A Half-Fae seer exiled from the Fae Courts for sharing visions with mortals.</description>
  <backstory>She now lives in a hidden grove in Richmond Park, offering cryptic prophecies to those who seek her out.</backstory>
</character>

<location id="853" name="Dymas (Gluttony)" aliases="Dymas, gluttony, Dymasian" realm="Hel" sin="Gluttony">
  <ruler>Prince Belphegor</ruler>
  <skyColor>warm amber</skyColor>
  <description>A place of excess and indulgence. Sprawling vineyards, orchards, and gardens provide exotic ingredients for master chefs — often helbound souls contracted from Earth. Grand feasts and culinary competitions are common.</description>
</location>

<location id="861" name="The Fae Grove" aliases="Isolde's grove, Richmond grove, the Grove" realm="Earth (Fae-touched)">
  <parkLocation>Richmond Park</parkLocation>
  <standingStones>ancient oak standing stones mark the boundary</standingStones>
  <timeBehavior>time moves differently — an hour inside can be minutes or days outside</timeBehavior>
  <flora>wildflowers bloom year-round</flora>
  <description>A hidden clearing that exists in a pocket between Earth and the Fae realm.</description>
</location>

<item id="2001" name="Heartstone Pendant" aliases="the pendant, Heartstone" type="Artifact" origin="Dymas">
  <gemstoneColor>deep crimson</gemstoneColor>
  <chainMaterial>silver chain</chainMaterial>
  <size>roughly the size of a thumbnail</size>
  <behavior>pulses faintly with warmth when near a Hel portal</behavior>
  <glow>faint inner glow</glow>
  <description>Given to Aurora by an unknown benefactor.</description>
</item>

<item id="2006" name="Fae-Forged Blade" aliases="the Fae blade, Isolde's gift" type="Weapon" origin="The Fae Courts">
  <material>moonsilver</material>
  <shape>slender, leaf-shaped dagger</shape>
  <temperature>always cold to the touch</temperature>
  <glow>faintly luminescent in moonlight</glow>
  <power>can cut through magical wards; particularly effective against demons</power>
  <givenTo>given to Aurora by Isolde as a gift</givenTo>
  <description>A weapon of the Fae Courts, rare and highly coveted.</description>
</item>

<lore id="7001" name="The Veil" aliases="the Veil, the Barrier, the Boundary" category="Cosmology">
  <solsticeEffect>weakens during the winter solstice, strengthens during the summer solstice</solsticeEffect>
  <appearance>faint shimmering distortion visible only to those with supernatural sight</appearance>
  <monitoring>rift points (tears in the Veil) are monitored by the Wardens</monitoring>
  <description>The Veil is the metaphysical barrier separating Earth from Hel and the Fae Realms.</description>
</lore>
</codex>

Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the fantasy genre.

A small group enters an ancient, otherworldly place for the first time. The environment is alien and wondrous. Describe their exploration — what they see, hear, and feel as they move deeper. Include moments of discovery, unease, and wonder. Let the world-building emerge through the characters' experience rather than exposition.

Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters, setting, and lore.
Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary.

Model response

The air in Richmond Park had a hush to it, as though the oaks themselves were holding their breath. Aurora’s fingers tightened around the Heartstone Pendant at her throat, its crimson gem pulsing faintly against her skin. Beside her, Nyx slouched in the crook of an ancient tree, their shadowed form shifting like smoke as they muttered, “The Veil here is… porous. Like a thread unraveling.” Isolde Varga, silver hair brushing the damp earth, knelt to trace a pattern in the moss. “The roots remember,” she said, voice a bell chime. “This grove was carved from a wound between worlds.” 

Aurora stepped over a gnarled root, her boots crunching on fallen leaves that smelled of cinnamon and iron. The standing stone ahead—twisted oak frozen mid-spiral—glowed faintly at the edges, as if the air around it had been stretched thin. Beyond it, the trees opened into a clearing, and Aurora stopped cold. 

The light here was wrong. Not harsh or alien, but softened, like the sun had been wrapped in gauze. Flowers the color of storm clouds bloomed in spirals, their petals curling inward as though drawn to the warmth of her body. A pool lay at the clearing’s heart, its surface a shifting mosaic of stars and smoke. The water didn’t reflect the grove—it showed something else: a skyline of jagged mountains crowned with fire, their slopes patrolled by figures in tattered cloaks. 

Nyx exhaled, a sound like pages turning. “Dymas,” they murmured. “Or its shadow.” 

Aurora edged closer to the pool, her scar prickling. The Heartstone grew hotter, its glow bleeding through her skin. “This isn’t just a Fae grove,” she said. “It’s a window.” 

Isolde plucked a black-flowered bloom and let it dissolve into dust between her fingers. “A door that was never meant to stay open,” she said. “And doors, when left ajar, invite all manner of visitors.” 

The ground trembled then, a deep, resonant hum that made Aurora’s teeth ache. The trees shuddered, their bark splitting to reveal veins of liquid gold. From the fissures slithered vines thick as serpents, their leaves glistening with droplets that fell and hissed on the earth. Nyx solidified, their violet eyes narrowing. “They’re… hungry,” they said. “This place is feeding on the Veil’s weakness.” 

Aurora grabbed their arm as a tendril lashed toward Isolde. The Seer didn’t flinch, only extended her hand. The Fae-Forged Blade—a slender dagger of cold, gleaming moonsilver—materialized in her grip. She sliced the tendril cleanly, and it withered into ash. “Stasis,” she said, wiping the blade on her skirt. “It’s holding the rot at bay. For now.” 

They pressed deeper, the air thickening with the scent of burnt sugar and something acrid. Aurora’s flashlight—silver-chained, a gift from Yu-Fei—cast wavering circles over walls of living crystal, their surfaces etched with runes that pulsed in time with the Heartstone’s beat. Nyx ran their incorporeal hand through a cluster of stalactites and flinched. “These crystals… they’re made of trapped echoes,” they said. “Voices. Screams. Laughter.” 

Aurora’s throat tightened. She thought of Evan, of the way he’d laughed when he slammed her against a wall. The pendant at her throat flared suddenly, violently, and the crystals shattered. A sound poured out—a thousand overlapping voices, a storm of grief and rage. She stumbled back, pressing a hand to her ears, but Isolde caught her wrist. 

“Listen,” the Seer hissed. 

Aurora grit her teeth. Beneath the cacophony, there was a pattern: a name, over and over, whispered like a prayer. *Malphora.* Her mother’s name. 

The ground lurched again, and the pool at the grove’s heart rippled, the figures in its depths shifting. Now they wore familiar faces: Brendan, her father, in a courtroom coat spattered with blood; Jennifer, her mother, holding a child who wasn’t her—smaller, with her black hair and Brendan’s stormy eyes. Aurora’s pulse screamed. 

“Stop,” she said, but the pool showed more: herself, standing at the edge of a fiery chasm, the Heartstone in her palm blazing. And then—nothing. 

Nyx’s voice cut through the vertigo. “The Veil’s breaking here, Rory. The longer you linger—” 

Aurora spun to face them, her breath ragged. “Who gave me this pendant?” 

Isolde’s smile was slow, sharp. “The one who knows your name when it’s not yours yet.” 

The grove groaned. The crystals began to weep, their rubies and sapphires dissolving into rivulets of light. Nyx’s form flickered, their silhouette stretching toward the trees. “We need to leave. Now.” 

But Aurora was already moving toward the pool, her boots sinking into the moss as if the ground itself resisted her. The water rippled again, and this time, it wasn’t a reflection. A hand—small, crescent-scarred—reached out from the surface. Her own hand obeyed before her mind could stop it, fingers sinking into the chill. 

For a moment, there was nothing but weightlessness. Then a voice, familiar and alien, in her ear: *“The gluttony of the damned is a feast that never ends. But even Hel’s princes crave what they cannot have.”* 

Aurora yanked her hand free. The pool was empty now, its surface smooth as glass. Behind her, Isolde’s laughter echoed, cold and rising. “You’ve seen the first thread, little weaver,” she said. “But the tapestry is vast.” 

The trees began to close in, their branches knitting together. Nyx took her arm, their touch colder than the Fae blade. “Go,” they said. “Before the Wardens notice the tear.” 

Aurora hesitated, then snatched the Heartstone from her neck and pocketed it. The pendant was still warm, but the glow had dimmed. As the grove swallowed them whole, she swore she heard a song lingering in the soil—a lullaby in a language she’d never learned, yet somehow always known.

Evaluation details

Result

Evaluator

Details

Meta Data

100.00%

Adverbs in dialogue tags

Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs

totalTags	12
adverbTagCount	0
adverbTags	(empty)
dialogueSentences	26
tagDensity	0.462
leniency	0.923
rawRatio	0
effectiveRatio	0

94.75%

AI-ism adverb frequency

Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)

wordCount

952

totalAiIsmAdverbs

found

adverb	"suddenly"
count	1

highlights

0	"suddenly"

100.00%

AI-ism character names

Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)

codexExemptions	(empty)
found	(empty)

100.00%

AI-ism location names

Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)

codexExemptions	(empty)
found	(empty)

0.00%

AI-ism word frequency

Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)

wordCount

952

totalAiIsms

found

word	"unraveling"
count	1

word	"warmth"
count	1

word	"mosaic"
count	1

word	"trembled"
count	1

word	"glistening"
count	1

word	"gleaming"
count	1

word	"wavering"
count	1

word	"crystal"
count	1

word	"etched"
count	1

word	"pulsed"
count	1

word	"echoes"
count	1

word	"shattered"
count	1

word	"cacophony"
count	1

word	"lurched"
count	1

word	"depths"
count	1

word	"familiar"
count	2

word	"pulse"
count	1

word	"flickered"
count	1

word	"chill"
count	1

word	"echoed"
count	1

word	"tapestry"
count	1

highlights

0	"unraveling"
1	"warmth"
2	"mosaic"
3	"trembled"
4	"glistening"
5	"gleaming"
6	"wavering"
7	"crystal"
8	"etched"
9	"pulsed"
10	"echoes"
11	"shattered"
12	"cacophony"
13	"lurched"
14	"depths"
15	"familiar"
16	"pulse"
17	"flickered"
18	"chill"
19	"echoed"
20	"tapestry"

100.00%

Cliché density

Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window

totalCliches	0
maxInWindow	0
found	(empty)
highlights	(empty)

100.00%

Emotion telling (show vs. tell)

Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling

emotionTells	0
narrationSentences	69
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Filter word density

Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words

filterCount

hedgeCount

narrationSentences

filterMatches

(empty)

hedgeMatches

0	"began to"

100.00%

Gibberish response detection

Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)

analyzedSentences	82
gibberishSentences	0
adjustedGibberishSentences	0
longSentenceCount	0
runOnParagraphCount	0
giantParagraphCount	0
wordSaladCount	0
repetitionLoopCount	0
controlTokenCount	0
maxSentenceWordsSeen	45
ratio	0
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Markdown formatting overuse

Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting

markdownSpans

markdownWords

totalWords

942

ratio

0.022

matches

0	"Malphora."
1	"“The gluttony of the damned is a feast that never ends. But even Hel’s princes crave what they cannot have.”"

100.00%

Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)

Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks

totalAttributions	15
unquotedAttributions	0
matches	(empty)

61.28%

Name drop frequency

Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words

totalMentions

wordCount

789

uniqueNames

maxNameDensity

1.77

worstName

"Aurora"

maxWindowNameDensity

2.5

worstWindowName

"Aurora"

discoveredNames

Richmond	1
Park	1
Heartstone	5
Pendant	1
Nyx	7
Isolde	6
Varga	1
Aurora	14
Seer	2
Fae-Forged	1
Blade	1
Yu-Fei-cast	1
Evan	1
Brendan	2
Jennifer	1
Fae	2

persons

0	"Heartstone"
1	"Nyx"
2	"Isolde"
3	"Aurora"
4	"Seer"
5	"Evan"
6	"Brendan"
7	"Jennifer"

places

0	"Richmond"
1	"Park"

globalScore

0.613

windowScore

0.833

100.00%

Narrator intent-glossing

Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns

analyzedSentences	52
glossingSentenceCount	0
matches	(empty)

93.84%

"Not X but Y" pattern overuse

Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words

totalMatches

per1kWords

1.062

wordCount

942

matches

0	"Not harsh or alien, but softened, like the sun had been wrapped in gauze"

100.00%

Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)

Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses

thatCount	0
totalSentences	82
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Paragraph length variance

Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts

totalParagraphs

mean

40.96

std

23.25

0.568

sampleLengths

0	100
1	51
2	82
3	13
4	30
5	35
6	63
7	57
8	65
9	58
10	4
11	24
12	53
13	25
14	15
15	13
16	16
17	31
18	54
19	37
20	37
21	30
22	49

95.09%

Passive voice overuse

Target: ≤2% passive sentences

passiveCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"been stretched"
1	"been wrapped"

100.00%

Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse

Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs

pastProgressiveCount

totalVerbs

138

matches

0	"were holding"
1	"was already moving"

0.00%

Em-dash & semicolon overuse

Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons

emDashCount

semicolonCount

flaggedSentences

totalSentences

ratio

0.11

matches

0	"The standing stone ahead—twisted oak frozen mid-spiral—glowed faintly at the edges, as if the air around it had been stretched thin."
1	"The water didn’t reflect the grove—it showed something else: a skyline of jagged mountains crowned with fire, their slopes patrolled by figures in tattered cloaks."
2	"The Fae-Forged Blade—a slender dagger of cold, gleaming moonsilver—materialized in her grip."
3	"Aurora’s flashlight—silver-chained, a gift from Yu-Fei—cast wavering circles over walls of living crystal, their surfaces etched with runes that pulsed in time with the Heartstone’s beat."
4	"A sound poured out—a thousand overlapping voices, a storm of grief and rage."
5	"Now they wore familiar faces: Brendan, her father, in a courtroom coat spattered with blood; Jennifer, her mother, holding a child who wasn’t her—smaller, with her black hair and Brendan’s stormy eyes."
6	"And then—nothing."
7	"A hand—small, crescent-scarred—reached out from the surface."
8	"As the grove swallowed them whole, she swore she heard a song lingering in the soil—a lullaby in a language she’d never learned, yet somehow always known."

100.00%

Purple prose (modifier overload)

Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking

wordCount	807
adjectiveStacks	0
stackExamples	(empty)
adverbCount	22
adverbRatio	0.027261462205700124
lyAdverbCount	6
lyAdverbRatio	0.007434944237918215

100.00%

Repeated phrase echo

Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)

totalSentences	82
echoCount	0
echoWords	(empty)

100.00%

Sentence length variance

Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts

totalSentences

mean

11.49

std

7.58

0.659

sampleLengths

0	19
1	18
2	45
3	9
4	9
5	18
6	21
7	12
8	5
9	14
10	22
11	16
12	25
13	7
14	3
15	3
16	9
17	10
18	8
19	3
20	14
21	11
22	10
23	13
24	12
25	20
26	6
27	4
28	8
29	10
30	8
31	12
32	10
33	9
34	8
35	15
36	26
37	12
38	9
39	3
40	3
41	16
42	12
43	13
44	14
45	4
46	4
47	16
48	4
49	18

68.29%

Sentence opener variety

Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers

consecutiveRepeats	4
diversityRatio	0.43902439024390244
totalSentences	82
uniqueOpeners	36

54.64%

Adverb-first sentence starts

Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb

adverbCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"Then a voice, familiar and"

ratio

0.016

100.00%

Pronoun-first sentence starts

Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun

pronounCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"she said, voice a bell"
1	"She sliced the tendril cleanly,"
2	"she said, wiping the blade"
3	"They pressed deeper, the air"
4	"She thought of Evan, of"
5	"She stumbled back, pressing a"
6	"she said, but the pool"
7	"Her own hand obeyed before"

ratio

0.131

50.16%

Subject-first sentence starts

Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject

subjectCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"The air in Richmond Park"
1	"Aurora’s fingers tightened around the"
2	"she said, voice a bell"
3	"Aurora stepped over a gnarled"
4	"The standing stone ahead—twisted oak"
5	"The light here was wrong."
6	"Flowers the color of storm"
7	"A pool lay at the"
8	"The water didn’t reflect the"
9	"Nyx exhaled, a sound like"
10	"Aurora edged closer to the"
11	"The Heartstone grew hotter, its"
12	"Isolde plucked a black-flowered bloom"
13	"The ground trembled then, a"
14	"The trees shuddered, their bark"
15	"Nyx solidified, their violet eyes"
16	"Aurora grabbed their arm as"
17	"The Seer didn’t flinch, only"
18	"The Fae-Forged Blade—a slender dagger"
19	"She sliced the tendril cleanly,"

ratio

0.82

81.97%

Subordinate conjunction sentence starts

Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction

subConjCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"Now they wore familiar faces:"

ratio

0.016

30.08%

Technical jargon density

Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns

analyzedSentences

technicalSentenceCount

matches

0	"The air in Richmond Park had a hush to it, as though the oaks themselves were holding their breath."
1	"The standing stone ahead—twisted oak frozen mid-spiral—glowed faintly at the edges, as if the air around it had been stretched thin."
2	"Flowers the color of storm clouds bloomed in spirals, their petals curling inward as though drawn to the warmth of her body."
3	"From the fissures slithered vines thick as serpents, their leaves glistening with droplets that fell and hissed on the earth."
4	"Now they wore familiar faces: Brendan, her father, in a courtroom coat spattered with blood; Jennifer, her mother, holding a child who wasn’t her—smaller, with …"
5	"But Aurora was already moving toward the pool, her boots sinking into the moss as if the ground itself resisted her."

83.33%

Useless dialogue additions

Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments

totalTags

uselessAdditionCount

matches

0	"she said, but the pool showed more: herself, standing at the edge of a fiery chasm, the Heartstone in her palm blazing"

73.08%

Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)

Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags

totalTags

fancyCount

fancyTags

0	"they murmured (murmur)"
1	"the Seer hissed (hiss)"

dialogueSentences

tagDensity

0.423

leniency

0.846

rawRatio

0.182

effectiveRatio

0.154

82.8839%