Run: 2026-05-01-01KQHSQEZQ0SV6B7J11JYRA2D8

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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>
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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>

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Rory shoved the side door open, the heavy oak groaning against her shoulder. The Raven's Nest swallowed her in one stale breath of spilled ale and old paper. She needed to drop the last delivery envelope at the bar before her shift ended, before the rain that had chased her across Soho turned the streets into rivers. The place looked the same, same green neon bleeding onto the pavement outside, same maps curling at their corners on the walls. Silas stood behind the counter polishing a glass that didn't need polishing. His hazel eyes flicked up, registered her, then flicked away again. The limp in his left leg showed when he shifted weight. Same silver signet ring caught the low light. Nothing changed here. Nothing ever did. Until a voice cut through the murmur of the handful of patrons. "Rory? Bloody hell." She froze mid-step. The voice belonged to someone tall, dark-haired, and too composed for this dim corner of London. But the accent, that precise Cardiff lilt beneath the polished edges, yanked her back fifteen years. Eva. Except this woman carried herself like she owned the shadows. Straight black hair fell to her shoulders in the exact way Rory's used to before she hacked it short after Evan. The eyes, bright blue and far too knowing, met hers without flinching. "Eva." Rory's fingers tightened around the envelope. "Didn't expect to see you slumming it in Soho." The woman smiled, small and sharp. "London's full of surprises. Or have you forgotten?" Silas set the glass down with deliberate care. "Drink, ladies? On the house for old friends." Rory slid onto a stool two down from Eva. Close enough to smell the faint trace of expensive perfume beneath the bar's grit. Close enough to see the small crescent scar on the woman's left wrist, identical to her own from that childhood bike crash on the hills above Cardiff. Her stomach twisted. "Whisky," Rory said. "Neat." Eva lifted an eyebrow. "Still pretending you can handle your liquor like the lads back home?" "Some things don't change." Rory accepted the glass Silas placed in front of her. The liquid burned going down, steadying her hands. "Others do. You look... different." The words hung between them. Eva's hair was the same length as Rory's used to be. Same colour. Same straight fall that caught the light like a raven's wing. The resemblance wasn't coincidence. Rory's skin prickled. Eva turned the tumbler in her fingers, watching the amber catch the light. "You ran to London. I followed a different path. Law degree wasn't for me after all." "You were the one who was supposed to get out clean." Rory kept her voice low. The other patrons had drifted to the far end of the bar, drawn by some invisible understanding that this conversation wasn't for sharing. "Pre-Law. Top of the class. Your dad had the chambers ready in Cardiff." "My dad." Eva laughed once, short and brittle. "Always had plans for his perfect daughter. Plans that didn't include watching his only child fall apart after her best friend disappeared in the middle of term." Rory's scar itched. She resisted the urge to rub it. "I left a note." "A note." Eva leaned forward. The movement brought with it the scent of rain on wool, of something metallic underneath. "Two lines. 'Evan happened. Don't look for me.' Then nothing for six years." Silas moved away to serve another customer, but Rory caught the way he positioned himself to watch them both. The Spymaster never truly retired. His network had ears in every shadow of this city. "You changed your name," Rory said. The observation slipped out before she could stop it. "Laila now, isn't it? Or is it Malphora on the streets?" Eva's bright blue eyes narrowed. "You've been asking questions. Dangerous habit." "I deliver food for a living. Golden Empress does a brisk trade in late-night secrets along with spring rolls. People talk when they think the delivery girl's just another face." The lie came easy. Part of her new skin. Part of what London had taught her after she'd fled Evan's fists and controlling silences. She worked for Silas now too, in ways that had nothing to do with delivering curry. The envelope in her pocket contained photographs from a warehouse in Hackney. Evidence of something that would interest certain parties in Prague, the same city that had left Silas with his limp. Eva traced the rim of her glass. "You always did see too much. Remember when we were twelve? That summer we followed old Mr. Hughes around Cardiff because you swore he was a Russian spy." "He had the accent. And the newspaper." "He was Welsh. Just liked his privacy." Eva's mouth curved. "You convinced me anyway. We spent three weeks hiding in bushes with binoculars I stole from my dad's study." Rory felt the memory land between them like a live wire. The two girls they'd been, thick as thieves, finishing each other's sentences, sharing secrets under blankets during sleepovers. Before university. Before Evan. Before Rory had looked at her best friend's perfect life and seen only another cage waiting to close. "You followed me here." Rory kept her tone flat. "Six years later. That's not coincidence." "London's a big city." Eva shrugged, but the movement carried tension in the set of her shoulders. "Yet here we are. Same bar. Same scars." The words carried weight. Rory's wrist burned where the crescent mark sat, pale against her skin. They'd got those scars together, racing bikes down a hill neither should have attempted. Eva had crashed first. Rory had followed her down, wheels sliding on loose gravel, both of them tumbling into the brambles at the bottom. Laughing. Always laughing then. "What happened to you?" Rory asked. The question came out rougher than intended. Eva's fingers stilled on the glass. For a moment the polished exterior cracked, revealing something raw underneath. "Same thing that happened to you. Life. Choices. Men who think they own you." She lifted her gaze. "I made different ones after you left. Better ones. Necessary ones." "Necessary." Rory tasted the word. It sat bitter on her tongue. "Like taking my name? My look? My bloody life?" The accusation landed. Eva didn't flinch. Instead she leaned closer, voice dropping to that conspiratorial whisper they'd perfected as children. "You vanished. Left me with the questions. With your parents ringing my mobile at all hours. With Evan turning up at my door asking where you'd gone." Her bright blue eyes, so like Rory's own, hardened. "I became what I needed to be. Laila opened doors that Aurora Carter never could. Malphora... well. Malphora handles the ones that stay shut." Silas coughed from the other end of the bar. A warning. The old spy could smell trouble at fifty paces. Rory's mind raced through the implications. The envelope in her pocket. The photographs. The network Silas had built from the ruins of his MI6 career. If Eva, if this new version of her oldest friend, had inserted herself into that world wearing Rory's face like a mask... "You've been using my name in certain circles." The realisation settled cold in her chest. "My delivery routes. My contacts." "Information wants to move." Eva's smile didn't reach her eyes. "You taught me that. Always watching. Always connecting dots others missed. I learned from the best." The compliment stung. Rory drained her whisky and signalled Silas for another. He brought the bottle instead, setting it between them with a meaningful look. His neatly trimmed beard hid most of his expression, but the slight limp as he moved away told its own story. Old injuries never truly healed. Some followed you forever. "Remember Prague?" Rory asked suddenly. Eva's hand tightened on her glass. "I wasn't there." "No. But I heard things. After I got here. Stories about a woman who looked like me. Who moved like me. Who left a trail of burned operations and dead drops across Eastern Europe." Rory poured herself another measure. The liquid glowed amber under the dim lights. "Silas lost his knee in Prague. Botched extraction. Someone sold him out." The bar seemed to hold its breath. The maps on the walls, those faded records of places long gone, watched them both. Black and white photographs of forgotten faces stared down from between the frames. Eva reached across the space between them. Her fingers, cool and steady, brushed Rory's scarred wrist. The touch sent electricity up Rory's arm. "I didn't sell him out," Eva whispered. "But I know who did. That's why I'm here. That's why I wore your face. To get close enough to finish what you started when you ran." Rory stared at the woman who had once known her better than she knew herself. The changes ran deeper than hair or name. This Eva, this Laila, this Malphora, carried shadows in her bright blue eyes that the girl from Cardiff had never possessed. The weight of choices. The cost of survival. "And Evan?" Rory asked. The name still tasted like blood in her mouth. "Handled." Eva's voice stayed soft, but something dangerous flickered across her face. "Permanently. Three years ago. You don't have to look over your shoulder anymore." The information should have brought relief. Instead it landed like another scar. Another mark that bound them together in ways neither had chosen. Silas appeared at the end of the bar again. His hazel eyes assessed them both, the silver signet ring tapping once against the polished wood. A signal. The hidden room behind the bookshelf waited if they needed it. The Spymaster's network never slept. Rory looked at her oldest friend and saw a mirror cracked down the middle. The girl she'd been. The woman she'd become. The life Eva had stolen and reshaped into something sharper, something darker. "You should have left it alone," Rory said. Eva's smile returned, small and sharp as a blade. "You taught me better than that. Once you start connecting dots, you don't stop. Not until the picture's complete." She slid an identical envelope across the bar. Same size. Same weight. The seal on this one showed a small raven, wings spread in flight. "From Prague," Eva said. "For Silas. Consider it payment for services rendered. And an apology for the knee." Rory's fingers closed around the envelope. The paper felt too heavy. Too final. The bar door opened behind them. Cold air rushed in, carrying the scent of rain and diesel. Two men entered, their movements too casual, their eyes scanning the room with professional interest. One of them had a tattoo peeking from his collar, a symbol Rory recognised from the Hackney warehouse photos. Eva's posture changed. Subtle. Predatory. Her shoulder-length black hair swung as she turned, mirroring Rory's own movement a heartbeat later. "Looks like the picture's not quite complete yet," Eva murmured. Rory felt the familiar surge of adrenaline, the out-of-the-box thinking that had kept her alive in this city. She met her friend's bright blue gaze, saw the same calculation there, the same quick intelligence that had once bonded them as children. "Back room," Rory said. "Now." They moved together, two women with the same scar, the same ghosts, slipping past Silas who already had his hand on the hidden mechanism behind the bookshelf. The men at the door started forward. Too late. The secret room swallowed them both as the first shot shattered the neon sign outside, green glass raining down onto the Soho pavement like broken promises. Silas followed them through, knee protesting, signet ring flashing once in the dim light. His voice carried the quiet authority of old operations. "Time to finish what we started in Prague, ladies. Both of you." The door sealed behind them with a soft click.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
96.55% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags24
adverbTagCount3
adverbTags
0"Rory's fingers tightened around [around]"
1"Eva laughed once [once]"
2"Rory asked suddenly [suddenly]"
dialogueSentences58
tagDensity0.414
leniency0.828
rawRatio0.125
effectiveRatio0.103
92.37% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1966
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"truly"
count2
1
adverb"suddenly"
count1
highlights
0"truly"
1"suddenly"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0"Blackwood"
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
49.14% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1966
totalAiIsms20
found
0
word"flicked"
count2
1
word"weight"
count4
2
word"lilt"
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3
word"stomach"
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word"eyebrow"
count1
5
word"perfect"
count2
6
word"traced"
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7
word"tension"
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word"racing"
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9
word"whisper"
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word"raced"
count1
11
word"flickered"
count1
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word"scanning"
count1
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word"familiar"
count1
14
word"shattered"
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highlights
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2"lilt"
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7"tension"
8"racing"
9"whisper"
10"raced"
11"flickered"
12"scanning"
13"familiar"
14"shattered"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
highlights
0"eyes narrowed"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences158
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences158
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences191
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen39
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1966
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions9
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
21.98% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions93
wordCount1406
uniqueNames14
maxNameDensity2.56
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity4
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Raven1
Nest1
Soho2
London2
Cardiff3
Rory36
Evan3
Eva26
Silas12
Spymaster2
Hackney2
Prague1
Laila1
Malphora1
persons
0"Raven"
1"Nest"
2"Rory"
3"Evan"
4"Eva"
5"Silas"
6"Spymaster"
7"Laila"
8"Malphora"
places
0"Soho"
1"London"
2"Cardiff"
3"Hackney"
4"Prague"
globalScore0.22
windowScore0.333
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences98
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"tasted like blood in her mouth"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1966
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences191
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs67
mean29.34
std18.33
cv0.625
sampleLengths
079
148
212
33
479
516
614
716
853
94
1016
1127
1236
1329
1452
1535
1614
1733
1834
1926
2011
2130
2272
2335
247
2529
2651
2715
2825
2958
3013
3146
3220
3320
3460
3520
3647
3720
3826
3955
405
419
4259
4335
4423
4534
4652
4713
4825
4923
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences158
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs238
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences191
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1409
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"same, same green neon"
adverbCount43
adverbRatio0.030518097941802696
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.0035486160397444995
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences191
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences191
mean10.29
std7.13
cv0.692
sampleLengths
013
115
229
322
412
511
611
78
83
93
1012
113
123
1316
1416
151
1610
1721
1812
197
209
216
228
238
248
259
2614
2727
283
293
301
314
3212
3314
348
355
365
3711
382
3911
404
413
4213
4316
4416
4523
4613
478
4827
493
48.34% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats16
diversityRatio0.3403141361256545
totalSentences191
uniqueOpeners65
74.07% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences135
matches
0"Always laughing then."
1"Instead she leaned closer, voice"
2"Instead it landed like another"
ratio0.022
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount20
totalSentences135
matches
0"She needed to drop the"
1"His hazel eyes flicked up,"
2"She froze mid-step."
3"Her stomach twisted."
4"She resisted the urge to"
5"His network had ears in"
6"She worked for Silas now"
7"They'd got those scars together,"
8"She lifted her gaze"
9"It sat bitter on her"
10"Her bright blue eyes, so"
11"He brought the bottle instead,"
12"His neatly trimmed beard hid"
13"Her fingers, cool and steady,"
14"His hazel eyes assessed them"
15"She slid an identical envelope"
16"Her shoulder-length black hair swung"
17"She met her friend's bright"
18"They moved together, two women"
19"His voice carried the quiet"
ratio0.148
30.37% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount116
totalSentences135
matches
0"Rory shoved the side door"
1"The Raven's Nest swallowed her"
2"She needed to drop the"
3"The place looked the same,"
4"Silas stood behind the counter"
5"His hazel eyes flicked up,"
6"The limp in his left"
7"Nothing changed here."
8"Nothing ever did."
9"She froze mid-step."
10"The voice belonged to someone"
11"The eyes, bright blue and"
12"Rory's fingers tightened around the"
13"The woman smiled, small and"
14"Silas set the glass down"
15"Rory slid onto a stool"
16"Her stomach twisted."
17"Eva lifted an eyebrow."
18"Rory accepted the glass Silas"
19"The liquid burned going down,"
ratio0.859
74.07% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount2
totalSentences135
matches
0"Before Rory had looked at"
1"If Eva, if this new"
ratio0.015
92.73% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences57
technicalSentenceCount4
matches
0"Silas stood behind the counter polishing a glass that didn't need polishing."
1"Evidence of something that would interest certain parties in Prague, the same city that had left Silas with his limp."
2"The two girls they'd been, thick as thieves, finishing each other's sentences, sharing secrets under blankets during sleepovers."
3"She met her friend's bright blue gaze, saw the same calculation there, the same quick intelligence that had once bonded them as children."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags24
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"Eva shrugged, but the movement carried tension in the set of her shoulders"
98.28% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags11
fancyCount3
fancyTags
0"Eva laughed once (laugh)"
1"Eva whispered (whisper)"
2"Eva murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences58
tagDensity0.19
leniency0.379
rawRatio0.273
effectiveRatio0.103
89.0634%