Run: 2026-04-27-01KQ7342VFJWXJ7NCJVYKABRZA

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Duration:
3m 20s
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$0.035691
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Alibaba

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System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Literary Fiction genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4413" name="Silas Blackwood" aliases="Silas, Si, the Spymaster" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Mentor"> <eyeColor>hazel</eyeColor> <hair>grey-streaked auburn</hair> <height>6'1"</height> <age>58</age> <beard>neatly trimmed, matching his grey-streaked auburn hair</beard> <limp>slight limp in his left leg from an old knee injury</limp> <signetRing>silver signet ring, always worn on his right hand</signetRing> <description>Silas is a retired intelligence operative turned bar owner. He carries himself with quiet authority.</description> <backstory>Former MI6 field agent who retired after a botched operation in Prague left him with a permanent knee injury. He opened "The Raven's Nest" bar in Soho as a front for his network of contacts.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the literary fiction genre. Two old friends who haven't seen each other in years run into each other unexpectedly at a bar. One of them has changed significantly. Through their conversation and the tension between who they were and who they've become, reveal the weight of time and unspoken regret. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The crystal tumbler slipped from his knuckles and shattered across the polished mahogany. Aurora dropped to her knees before the bartender could react. Glass crunched under her palms. She worked a shard free and stood. The man across the bar pushed his chair back and met her gaze. Five years carved new lines into his face. His jaw bore a fresh pallor. His expensive charcoal wool coat hung loosely over a frame that shrank monthly. Julian Thorne. Cardiff law school. The same steady hands that used to highlight case studies now trembled against his thigh. She straightened her spine. The crescent scar on her left wrist caught the amber light. Julian’s eyes tracked it. His mouth opened. Closed. Opened again. The ambient din of clinking glasses and low chatter swelled around them. He stepped forward. The hard tap of polished leather soles echoed against the worn floorboards. "You dropped a glass." "I dropped a decade." "That’s a cheap line." "Everything I touch burns these days." He pulled out the adjacent chair. Wood scraped against parquet. "Mind if I sit?" Aurora nodded once. She kept her hands folded over the table. Her fingers rested lightly on the scar. Julian settled in. He ordered a neat single malt without looking at the menu. The bartender poured. Julian raised the glass. His hand shook. A drop splashed over the rim and ran down his wrist. He set it down. Hard. "Cardiff stayed dry the year we graduated." "I remember." Julian watched the alcohol swirl. "You ran north. I stayed north. I followed the syllabus. I took the bar exam. I passed." "Did you enjoy it?" "Enjoyment doesn’t pay for a mother’s care home." He pulled a silver cigarette case from his pocket. Snapped it open. The hinged lid clicked shut. He didn’t light one. He just stared at the white cylinders. "The firm wanted London. London wanted me. I took the train. I took the job. I took the hours. I stopped looking out the window." Aurora picked up her own drink. A glass of dark stout sat untouched beside her plate. She traced the rim. The foam left a white line on the inside curve. "You still read law journals every morning." "Force of habit." He rubbed his thumb over his knuckle. The skin grew pale. "You work deliveries now." "I work. I deliver. I live above the bar." She glanced toward the back wall. Old parchment maps covered the plaster. Faded photographs of unfamiliar streets lined the lower shelf. A heavy green neon sign buzzed above the entrance. The Raven’s Nest swallowed Soho’s noise. It held secrets behind the back bookshelf. She kept hers tidy. "Aurora." He leaned forward. The table creaked. "Evan found you." "He lost me first." She held his gaze. Blue met grey. "I left the flat. I left the keys. I left the name. He chased a ghost. Ghosts don’t pay rent in Islington." "I heard he went quiet." Julian’s voice dropped. "Quiet men make loud mistakes. I checked your number last month. It bounced. I called your flat. Silas answered. He gave a single syllable. No. Then he hung up. Silas never says no twice." "Silas keeps us safe." "Silas keeps things buried." Julian tapped the glass. Condensation smeared his print on the surface. "You run from one thing. You chase another. That’s not a pattern. That’s a trap." Aurora set her glass down. The dark liquid sloshed against the edge. "You wear a tailored suit. You drink single malt. You speak in warnings. When did you learn to preach, Julian?" "When the money stopped meaning anything." He exhaled. Breath fogged the air between them. "The partners wanted offshore accounts. Clean transfers. Dirty hands. I refused. They stripped my title. They called it a restructuring. I called it a knife. I sat in a glass office and watched them move my desk. I packed my things in a cardboard box. I walked out at six. I haven’t slept more than four hours since." "You could have walked away." "I did." He smiled. The expression cracked his lips. "Walking away doesn’t erase the debt. They own the debt. They collect." Aurora traced the crescent scar. The skin felt tight. "I know what debt looks like." "Do you?" He reached across the table. His fingers stopped an inch from her wrist. "Tell me. Tell me how you outrun a ghost. Tell me how you stop hearing the door slam at two. Tell me how you breathe when the ceiling lights flicker." "I breathe." She didn’t move her hand. "I deliver food. I count coins. I sleep. I wake. I repeat. The mind follows routine. The heart follows the mind. You break the routine. You leave gaps. Gaps fill with noise. Noise becomes panic. Panic becomes paralysis." "Paralysis kills." His voice tightened. "I’m standing in a doorway, Aurora. I can feel the draft. I can smell the smoke. I just need a hand to pull me through. One night. One flat. One hour of silence. I’ll vanish by morning." Aurora leaned back. The chair legs scratched the floor. She watched his shoulders. They slumped. The weight of five years sat heavily on them. She thought of Silas’s signet ring. She thought of the hidden room behind the maps. She thought of the burner phone tucked inside her coat pocket. Evan’s lawyers still chased paper trails. Julian’s creditors still checked accounts. Two different cages. Same broken locks. "You want silence." She spoke slowly. "Silence doesn’t exist in London. You hear traffic. You hear sirens. You hear footsteps in empty corridors. You hear your own pulse. You built your life on paperwork. Paper burns. People don’t. People adapt. You adapt, or you break." "I’m tired of adapting." His knuckles whitened around the glass. "I’m tired of playing by rules I didn’t write. I’m tired of sleeping with one eye open. Let me stay. Just tonight. I’ll sleep on the sofa. I’ll cook. I’ll leave the keys on the counter. You won’t even know I’m there." Aurora looked at him. Really looked. The university student who debated civil rights over terrible instant coffee stood across from a hollowed man in a ruined coat. Time carved away the sharp edges. Time left behind the tremor. Time replaced certainty with survival. She nodded once. "The back door. Take the stairs. Don’t use the lift. Silas monitors the cameras. I’ll clear a space." "Thank you." He stood. The chair scraped loudly. He reached for his coat. His sleeve caught the edge of the table. A folded newspaper slid onto the wood. Headlines blurred. A photograph caught her eye. A man in a dark jacket stood beside a silver car. The caption mentioned an arrest. Fraud. Embezzlement. Julian Thorne. She picked it up. Her fingers tightened on the paper. "When was this taken?" "Yesterday." He didn’t turn. "They made an example out of me. Public records. Court filings. They wanted me to feel it. I walked out of the hearing. I walked straight to the train station. I walked straight here. I didn’t run. I walked. Walking keeps the legs working. Running makes you trip." "They’ll follow the trail." "Let them follow." He buttoned his coat. "I left breadcrumbs. Misdirection. Dead ends. They’ll chase shadows. I need one night to reset. I need to remember who I am before the title. Before the debt. Before the fear." Aurora folded the newspaper. The paper crinkled. "The sofa has a broken spring. You’ll feel it. I moved a mattress down last week. I’ll bring up a blanket." "You don’t have to—" "I said I will." She stood. Her boots hit the floor. "Follow me." She walked past the low tables. Waiters balanced trays of smoked salmon and dark ale. The air grew thicker with spilled wine and wood polish. She passed the old maps. Faded routes traced forgotten trade lines. She reached the heavy oak bookshelf. Her fingers found the hidden notch behind a leather-bound volume. She pressed. Wood groaned. The panel shifted inward. The stairwell opened up. Concrete steps rose sharply. A single bulb flickered overhead. Dust motes danced in the pale circle of light. The stairs smelled of damp stone and old paper. She climbed. Each step echoed against the walls. Her breathing stayed even. She counted the turns. She remembered the rhythm of the building. She reached the landing. The door to her flat waited. Paint chipped along the frame. A brass knob gleamed. She placed her hand on it. Julian followed. His footsteps came slow. The limp in his stride matched the heaviness in his shoulders. He trailed her up the concrete steps. His coat brushed the rough walls. He didn’t speak. He just climbed. The stairwell swallowed their voices. The bulb buzzed overhead. She unlocked the door. The chain rattled. She pushed it open. The flat breathed stale air and cardamom. She stepped inside. Julian followed. He looked at the narrow kitchen. He looked at the cramped bedroom. He looked at the single window facing the brick wall. "It’s small." "It’s mine." She shut the door. The lock clicked. She turned. He stood in the doorway. His eyes searched the room. They found the coat rack. They found the delivery bags leaning against the counter. They found the knife block. He smiled again. The expression didn’t reach his eyes. "Thank you." "Leave the shoes by the door. Take the left room. The kettle boils fast. You’ll find tea on the shelf. Black. Two sugars. Like we used to drink in the library." "I remember." He stepped forward. His hand reached for her shoulder. He stopped. His fingers hovered in the air. "You carried a lot of weight these years." "Weight keeps you grounded." She stepped back. "Rest now. Talk later." Julian nodded. He moved toward the bedroom. He picked up his coat. He laid it on the chair. He closed the door softly. The latch clicked. Aurora turned to the kitchen. She filled the kettle. She set it on the stove. The gas hissed. Blue flames licked the metal. She watched the water heat. She wiped the counter. She checked the back door. She locked it. She checked the window. She drew the curtain. She moved through the routine. The routine held the shape of her breathing. The breathing held the shape of her mind. She poured the water. Steam rose. She placed two cups on the table. She added milk. She added sugar. She stirred. The spoon clinked against ceramic. The door downstairs groaned open. Heavy boots hit the pavement. Voices carried up the alley. Low. Urgent. Accents clipped. London born. London bred. She froze. The spoon stopped moving. She listened. The footsteps climbed the front stairs. The heavy oak door shook under a firm knock. Three sharp raps. Military precision. She set the cup down. The liquid sloshed over the rim. Warmth spread across her fingers. She walked to the hallway. She stood before the door. She didn’t breathe. The knock came again. Harder. The wood trembled against the frame. "Open up." A voice cut through the floorboards. Male. Flat. Unforgiving. "We know you’re in there. We know he’s upstairs. We don’t have time for games. Open the door, or we take it apart."
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags23
adverbTagCount3
adverbTags
0"She spoke slowly [slowly]"
1"His knuckles whitened around [around]"
2"She stepped back [back]"
dialogueSentences63
tagDensity0.365
leniency0.73
rawRatio0.13
effectiveRatio0.095
83.98% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1873
totalAiIsmAdverbs6
found
0
adverb"loosely"
count1
1
adverb"lightly"
count1
2
adverb"slowly"
count1
3
adverb"really"
count1
4
adverb"sharply"
count1
5
adverb"softly"
count1
highlights
0"loosely"
1"lightly"
2"slowly"
3"really"
4"sharply"
5"softly"
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)
41.27% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1873
totalAiIsms22
found
0
word"crystal"
count1
1
word"shattered"
count1
2
word"trembled"
count2
3
word"echoed"
count2
4
word"traced"
count3
5
word"flicker"
count1
6
word"silence"
count3
7
word"weight"
count3
8
word"footsteps"
count3
9
word"pulse"
count1
10
word"flickered"
count1
11
word"warmth"
count1
highlights
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1"shattered"
2"trembled"
3"echoed"
4"traced"
5"flicker"
6"silence"
7"weight"
8"footsteps"
9"pulse"
10"flickered"
11"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
narrationSentences225
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences225
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences264
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen58
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1873
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions10
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
83.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions39
wordCount1143
uniqueNames15
maxNameDensity1.05
worstName"Julian"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Julian"
discoveredNames
Thorne2
Wood2
Snapped1
Old1
Raven1
Nest1
Soho1
Blue2
Julian12
Condensation1
Breath1
Aurora9
Silas1
Male1
Time3
persons
0"Thorne"
1"Wood"
2"Raven"
3"Nest"
4"Blue"
5"Julian"
6"Condensation"
7"Breath"
8"Aurora"
9"Silas"
10"Time"
places
0"Soho"
globalScore0.975
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences78
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1873
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences264
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs47
mean39.85
std37.65
cv0.945
sampleLengths
095
152
24
34
44
520
658
77
824
94
1061
1137
1218
1356
1410
1533
1642
174
1830
1932
2072
215
2221
2315
2445
2545
2642
2767
2845
2952
3064
3155
3214
3352
344
3538
3628
374
3813
39139
4092
4151
4231
4327
4411
45212
4634
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences225
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs227
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences264
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1144
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"over terrible instant coffee"
adverbCount26
adverbRatio0.022727272727272728
lyAdverbCount9
lyAdverbRatio0.007867132867132868
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences264
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences264
mean7.09
std7.58
cv1.068
sampleLengths
013
110
25
37
413
58
66
713
82
93
1015
114
1211
134
143
151
162
1712
183
1912
204
214
224
2312
244
254
263
278
287
293
3011
313
324
333
3411
354
361
377
387
3917
404
4117
423
435
444
457
4625
476
4810
494
34.09% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats42
diversityRatio0.2840909090909091
totalSentences264
uniqueOpeners75
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences189
matches(empty)
ratio0
25.29% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount92
totalSentences189
matches
0"She worked a shard free"
1"His jaw bore a fresh"
2"His expensive charcoal wool coat"
3"She straightened her spine."
4"His mouth opened."
5"He stepped forward."
6"He pulled out the adjacent"
7"She kept her hands folded"
8"Her fingers rested lightly on"
9"He ordered a neat single"
10"His hand shook."
11"He set it down."
12"He pulled a silver cigarette"
13"He didn’t light one."
14"He just stared at the"
15"She traced the rim."
16"He rubbed his thumb over"
17"She glanced toward the back"
18"It held secrets behind the"
19"She kept hers tidy."
ratio0.487
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount175
totalSentences189
matches
0"The crystal tumbler slipped from"
1"Aurora dropped to her knees"
2"Glass crunched under her palms."
3"She worked a shard free"
4"The man across the bar"
5"His jaw bore a fresh"
6"His expensive charcoal wool coat"
7"Cardiff law school."
8"The same steady hands that"
9"She straightened her spine."
10"The crescent scar on her"
11"Julian’s eyes tracked it."
12"His mouth opened."
13"The ambient din of clinking"
14"He stepped forward."
15"The hard tap of polished"
16"He pulled out the adjacent"
17"Wood scraped against parquet."
18"Aurora nodded once."
19"She kept her hands folded"
ratio0.926
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences189
matches(empty)
ratio0
30.08% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences19
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"His expensive charcoal wool coat hung loosely over a frame that shrank monthly."
1"The same steady hands that used to highlight case studies now trembled against his thigh."
2"The university student who debated civil rights over terrible instant coffee stood across from a hollowed man in a ruined coat."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags23
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags1
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"She spoke slowly (speak)"
dialogueSentences63
tagDensity0.016
leniency0.032
rawRatio1
effectiveRatio0.032
79.7348%