Run: 2026-07-01-01KWE8XHVPTWBX2Q5Y0740FDE3

Run Details

Model:: Claude Sonnet 5 (Reasoning)
Test:: Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:: Fantasy: entering an ancient ruin
Duration:: 32.8s
Cost:: $0.025900
Provider:: Amazon Bedrock

Evaluation summary

Score	Evaluator	Details Link
100.00%	Adverbs in dialogue tags	(details)
90.14%	AI-ism adverb frequency	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism character names	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism location names	(details)
60.55%	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)
68.44%	Name drop frequency	(details)
0.00%	Narrator intent-glossing	(details)
4.50%	"Not X but Y" pattern overuse	(details)
100.00%	Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)	(details)
100.00%	Paragraph length variance	(details)
100.00%	Passive voice overuse	(details)
100.00%	Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse	(details)
0.00%	Em-dash & semicolon overuse	(details)
96.33%	Purple prose (modifier overload)	(details)
100.00%	Repeated phrase echo	(details)
100.00%	Sentence length variance	(details)
85.35%	Sentence opener variety	(details)
100.00%	Adverb-first sentence starts	(details)
100.00%	Pronoun-first sentence starts	(details)
65.26%	Subject-first sentence starts	(details)
0.00%	Subordinate conjunction sentence starts	(details)
0.00%	Technical jargon density	(details)
89.29%	Useless dialogue additions	(details)
83.33%	Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)	(details)
78.1066%	Overall

Model input

System

You are an expert fiction writer.

Always keep the following rules in mind:
- Write in past tense and use General English spelling, grammar, and colloquialisms/slang.
- Write in active voice
- Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle.
- Avoid adverbs and cliches and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions.
- Convey events and story through dialogue.
- Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety.
- Skip "he/she said said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech
- Avoid mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or add unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself.
- Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action.
- Reduce indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe"

When writing text:
- NEVER conclude the scene on your own, follow the beat instructions very closely.
- NEVER end with foreshadowing.
- NEVER write further than what I prompt you with.
- AVOID imagining possible endings, NEVER deviate from the instructions.
- STOP EARLY if the continuation contains what was required in the instructions. You do not need to fill out the full amount of words possible.

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="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>

Continue the story using the following instructions:
<instructions>
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.
</instructions>

Model response

The oak standing stones marked the edge of it, two weathered pillars leaning toward each other like old men sharing a secret. Rory stopped between them, her boots half a step into grass that hadn't been there a moment ago.

"You feel that?" she said. "Like walking through a cobweb."

Nyx flowed past her shoulder, a smear of dark against the afternoon light. "The Veil's thin here. Thinner than thin. It's practically lace."

Beyond the stones, Richmond Park didn't exist anymore. No joggers, no distant hum of traffic from the A307, no grey October sky. Instead the grove opened into a clearing bathed in a light that came from nowhere Rory could name — not sun, not moon, just a soft golden suffusion that made every blade of grass throw no shadow at all.

"Isolde said an hour in here could be a day out there," Rory said. "Or a minute. Great. Love that kind of precision."

"You wanted precision, you should've stayed a lawyer," Nyx murmured, and where their voice should have echoed off nothing, it simply vanished into the trees.

The trees were wrong in a way Rory's eyes kept sliding past, like her brain refused to hold the wrongness still long enough to name it. Bark the colour of tarnished silver spiralled upward in ridges too regular to be natural, and instead of leaves the branches held clusters of small white blossoms that chimed faintly whenever the wind touched them. Not rustled — chimed, high and glassy, like a hundred tiny bells strung invisibly among the flowers.

"Wildflowers year-round," Rory said, crouching by a patch of blue-white blooms at her feet. She reached to touch one and it turned toward her hand, slow and deliberate, the way a sunflower might track the sun. "Right. Isolde mentioned that. Didn't mention they'd be creepy about it."

"Everything Fae is a little creepy about it," Nyx said. "It's practically their brand."

They moved deeper, the grass giving way underfoot with a softness that felt less like walking on ground and more like walking on something that was politely tolerating their weight. Rory kept one hand near the hilt of the moonsilver dagger at her belt, not drawing it, just knowing it was there. The cold of it bled faintly through the leather sheath even now.

The chiming blossoms thinned as the canopy thickened overhead, and the golden light dimmed to something dustier, more like late afternoon through stained glass. Rory's breath caught when she saw the first of the stone figures — a shape half-buried in a hillock of moss, limbs curled as though sleeping, features worn smooth by centuries of rain that didn't fall here anymore.

"Is that—"

"Don't touch it," Nyx said, sharper than she'd heard them speak before. "Whatever it is, it's not sleeping. It's waiting. Different verb."

Rory pulled her hand back an inch from where she hadn't realised she'd extended it. "Right. Waiting. Noted."

Further on, the ground dipped into a shallow basin where a pool sat black and utterly still, no ripple, no reflection of the strange gold light above. Rory crouched at its edge and found she could see nothing in it — not her own face, not the sky, just an absence that made her stomach tighten.

"That's not water," she said.

"No," Nyx agreed. "I wouldn't drink from it. I wouldn't breathe too close to it, either."

She stood, brushing her palms on her jeans as if that could scrub away the unease crawling up her spine. The Heartstone pendant at her throat gave the faintest pulse of warmth, so slight she might have imagined it, except she hadn't — she knew that particular heat now, the way it stirred near a rift. She pressed two fingers to it.

"It's doing the thing," she said.

Nyx drifted closer, their violet eyes narrowing to thin crescents. "There's no Hel-rift here that I can sense. Which means either your trinket's lying, or this place is closer to Hel than a Fae grove has any right being."

"Comforting."

"I try."

They pressed on, and the trees began to thin into a second clearing, smaller than the first, ringed by stones that glittered faintly as if dusted with frost though the air held no chill beyond Nyx's own presence. In the centre of the ring grew a single tree unlike the others — black-barked, leafless, its branches strung with what looked like tiny lanterns, each one flickering with a different colour of light. Blue. Green. A deep, arterial red that made Rory's mouth go dry.

"Isolde didn't mention this," she said.

"Isolde doesn't mention most things. It's sort of her whole personality."

Rory stepped nearer, drawn despite the prickle running along her arms, and realised the lanterns weren't lanterns at all. Each one held something suspended inside a bubble of light — a feather, a single tooth, a lock of hair the colour of wheat, a coin stamped with markings she didn't recognise. Little offerings. Or little thefts. She couldn't decide which.

"They're memories," Nyx said quietly, close enough now that their whisper stirred the hair at her ear. "Or pieces of them. This is a keeping-tree. Fae hoard what they take from mortals who wander too far into their places. A finger bone here. A name there."

"Cheerful," Rory said, though her voice had lost its edge. She looked closer at one lantern — inside, small and slow-turning, hung what looked unmistakably like a wedding ring. "Does Isolde know we're here? In this part of it?"

"She knows everything that happens under these branches. Question is whether she'll bother telling us why."

A sound broke through the chiming quiet then — not the blossoms, not the wind, but something like breath drawn long and slow through unseen lungs, coming from deeper in the grove where the light gave out entirely into a corridor of dark between two ancient oaks.

Rory's hand found the dagger's hilt without her willing it there.

"Tell me that's just the wind," she said.

Nyx's silhouette had gone very still, violet eyes fixed on the darkness ahead.

"It's not the wind," they said.

Evaluation details

Result

Evaluator

Details

Meta Data

100.00%

Adverbs in dialogue tags

Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs

totalTags

adverbTagCount

adverbTags

0	"Nyx said quietly [quietly]"

dialogueSentences

tagDensity

0.467

leniency

0.933

rawRatio

0.071

effectiveRatio

0.067

90.14%

AI-ism adverb frequency

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

wordCount

1014

totalAiIsmAdverbs

found

adverb	"utterly"
count	1

adverb	"very"
count	1

highlights

0	"utterly"
1	"very"

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)

60.55%

AI-ism word frequency

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

wordCount

1014

totalAiIsms

found

word	"echoed"
count	1

word	"weight"
count	1

word	"stomach"
count	1

word	"pulse"
count	1

word	"warmth"
count	1

word	"comforting"
count	1

word	"chill"
count	1

word	"whisper"
count	1

highlights

0	"echoed"
1	"weight"
2	"stomach"
3	"pulse"
4	"warmth"
5	"comforting"
6	"chill"
7	"whisper"

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	50
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	66
gibberishSentences	0
adjustedGibberishSentences	0
longSentenceCount	0
runOnParagraphCount	0
giantParagraphCount	0
wordSaladCount	0
repetitionLoopCount	0
controlTokenCount	0
repeatedSegmentCount	0
maxSentenceWordsSeen	46
ratio	0
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Markdown formatting overuse

Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting

markdownSpans	0
markdownWords	0
totalWords	1023
ratio	0
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)

Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks

totalAttributions	19
unquotedAttributions	0
matches	(empty)

68.44%

Name drop frequency

Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words

totalMentions

wordCount

797

uniqueNames

maxNameDensity

1.63

worstName

"Rory"

maxWindowNameDensity

2.5

worstWindowName

"Rory"

discoveredNames

Nyx	9
Richmond	1
Park	1
October	1
Rory	13
Heartstone	1

persons

0	"Nyx"
1	"Rory"

places

0	"Richmond"
1	"Park"

globalScore

0.684

windowScore

0.833

0.00%

Narrator intent-glossing

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

analyzedSentences

glossingSentenceCount

matches

0	"as though sleeping features worn smooth by centuries of rain that didn't fall here anymore"
1	"looked like tiny lanterns, each one flick"
2	"something like breath drawn long and slow th"

4.50%

"Not X but Y" pattern overuse

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

totalMatches

per1kWords

1.955

wordCount

1023

matches

0	"not the blossoms, not the wind, but something like breath drawn long"
1	"not the wind, but something like breath drawn long"

100.00%

Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)

Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses

thatCount	0
totalSentences	66
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Paragraph length variance

Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts

totalParagraphs

mean

30.09

std

24.07

0.8

sampleLengths

0	40
1	10
2	23
3	61
4	23
5	25
6	78
7	47
8	14
9	64
10	62
11	2
12	22
13	18
14	56
15	5
16	16
17	62
18	6
19	39
20	1
21	2
22	84
23	6
24	11
25	60
26	46
27	39
28	16
29	47
30	11
31	8
32	13
33	6

100.00%

Passive voice overuse

Target: ≤2% passive sentences

passiveCount	0
totalSentences	50
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse

Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs

pastProgressiveCount

totalVerbs

134

matches

0	"was politely tolerating"

0.00%

Em-dash & semicolon overuse

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

emDashCount

semicolonCount

flaggedSentences

totalSentences

ratio

0.136

matches

0	"Instead the grove opened into a clearing bathed in a light that came from nowhere Rory could name — not sun, not moon, just a soft golden suffusion that made every blade of grass throw no shadow at all."
1	"Not rustled — chimed, high and glassy, like a hundred tiny bells strung invisibly among the flowers."
2	"Rory's breath caught when she saw the first of the stone figures — a shape half-buried in a hillock of moss, limbs curled as though sleeping, features worn smooth by centuries of rain that didn't fall here anymore."
3	"Rory crouched at its edge and found she could see nothing in it — not her own face, not the sky, just an absence that made her stomach tighten."
4	"The Heartstone pendant at her throat gave the faintest pulse of warmth, so slight she might have imagined it, except she hadn't — she knew that particular heat now, the way it stirred near a rift."
5	"In the centre of the ring grew a single tree unlike the others — black-barked, leafless, its branches strung with what looked like tiny lanterns, each one flickering with a different colour of light."
6	"Each one held something suspended inside a bubble of light — a feather, a single tooth, a lock of hair the colour of wheat, a coin stamped with markings she didn't recognise."
7	"She looked closer at one lantern — inside, small and slow-turning, hung what looked unmistakably like a wedding ring."
8	"A sound broke through the chiming quiet then — not the blossoms, not the wind, but something like breath drawn long and slow through unseen lungs, coming from deeper in the grove where the light gave out entirely into a corridor of dark between two ancient oaks."

96.33%

Purple prose (modifier overload)

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

wordCount	792
adjectiveStacks	0
stackExamples	(empty)
adverbCount	35
adverbRatio	0.04419191919191919
lyAdverbCount	10
lyAdverbRatio	0.012626262626262626

100.00%

Repeated phrase echo

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

totalSentences	66
echoCount	0
echoWords	(empty)

100.00%

Sentence length variance

Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts

totalSentences

mean

15.5

std

11.28

0.728

sampleLengths

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

85.35%

Sentence opener variety

Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers

consecutiveRepeats	2
diversityRatio	0.5303030303030303
totalSentences	66
uniqueOpeners	35

100.00%

Adverb-first sentence starts

Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb

adverbCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"Instead the grove opened into"
1	"Further on, the ground dipped"

ratio

0.053

100.00%

Pronoun-first sentence starts

Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun

pronounCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"She reached to touch one"
1	"They moved deeper, the grass"
2	"She stood, brushing her palms"
3	"She pressed two fingers to"
4	"They pressed on, and the"
5	"She couldn't decide which."
6	"She looked closer at one"

ratio

0.184

65.26%

Subject-first sentence starts

Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject

subjectCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"The oak standing stones marked"
1	"Rory stopped between them, her"
2	"Nyx flowed past her shoulder,"
3	"Nyx murmured, and where their"
4	"The trees were wrong in"
5	"Rory said, crouching by a"
6	"She reached to touch one"
7	"They moved deeper, the grass"
8	"Rory kept one hand near"
9	"The cold of it bled"
10	"The chiming blossoms thinned as"
11	"Rory's breath caught when she"
12	"Nyx said, sharper than she'd"
13	"Rory pulled her hand back"
14	"Rory crouched at its edge"
15	"She stood, brushing her palms"
16	"The Heartstone pendant at her"
17	"She pressed two fingers to"
18	"Nyx drifted closer, their violet"
19	"They pressed on, and the"

ratio

0.789

0.00%

Subordinate conjunction sentence starts

Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction

subConjCount	0
totalSentences	38
matches	(empty)
ratio	0

0.00%

Technical jargon density

Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns

analyzedSentences

technicalSentenceCount

matches

0	"Rory stopped between them, her boots half a step into grass that hadn't been there a moment ago."
1	"Bark the colour of tarnished silver spiralled upward in ridges too regular to be natural, and instead of leaves the branches held clusters of small white blosso…"
2	"They moved deeper, the grass giving way underfoot with a softness that felt less like walking on ground and more like walking on something that was politely tol…"
3	"Rory's breath caught when she saw the first of the stone figures — a shape half-buried in a hillock of moss, limbs curled as though sleeping, features worn smoo…"
4	"Rory crouched at its edge and found she could see nothing in it — not her own face, not the sky, just an absence that made her stomach tighten."
5	"They pressed on, and the trees began to thin into a second clearing, smaller than the first, ringed by stones that glittered faintly as if dusted with frost tho…"

89.29%

Useless dialogue additions

Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments

totalTags

uselessAdditionCount

matches

0	"Rory said, though her voice had lost its edge"

83.33%

Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)

Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags

totalTags

fancyCount

fancyTags

0	"Nyx murmured (murmur)"
1	"Nyx agreed (agree)"

dialogueSentences

tagDensity

0.467

leniency

0.933

rawRatio

0.143

effectiveRatio

0.133

78.1066%