Run: 2026-07-01-01KWE98T32JWG4NY50C56P317B

Run Details

Model:: Claude Sonnet 5
Test:: Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:: Fantasy: entering an ancient ruin
Duration:: 31.7s
Cost:: $0.025700
Provider:: Amazon Bedrock

Evaluation summary

Score	Evaluator	Details Link
100.00%	Adverbs in dialogue tags	(details)
95.05%	AI-ism adverb frequency	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism character names	(details)
100.00%	AI-ism location names	(details)
50.50%	AI-ism word frequency	(details)
100.00%	Cliché density	(details)
100.00%	Emotion telling (show vs. tell)	(details)
12.99%	Filter word density	(details)
100.00%	Gibberish response detection	(details)
100.00%	Markdown formatting overuse	(details)
100.00%	Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)	(details)
89.02%	Name drop frequency	(details)
0.00%	Narrator intent-glossing	(details)
100.00%	"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)
100.00%	Purple prose (modifier overload)	(details)
100.00%	Repeated phrase echo	(details)
100.00%	Sentence length variance	(details)
78.84%	Sentence opener variety	(details)
92.59%	Adverb-first sentence starts	(details)
75.56%	Pronoun-first sentence starts	(details)
57.22%	Subject-first sentence starts	(details)
0.00%	Subordinate conjunction sentence starts	(details)
0.00%	Technical jargon density	(details)
100.00%	Useless dialogue additions	(details)
100.00%	Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)	(details)
78.3921%	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

Rory ducked beneath the low branch of the standing stone circle, and the world changed.

One moment she'd been trudging through Richmond Park's damp autumn grass, Nyx a shifting smear of darkness at her shoulder, Isolde's directions echoing in her head like a half-remembered song. The next, the air itself seemed to thicken, pressing against her ears the way it did on a plane's descent. Then it released, and she stood somewhere else entirely.

"Bloody hell," she said.

The grove stretched before her, wildflowers carpeting the ground in colours that didn't belong to any autumn she'd known — violet bells beside crimson stars beside white blossoms that seemed to breathe, their petals expanding and contracting in a slow rhythm. Overhead, the sky held no sun, only a diffuse golden light that came from everywhere and nowhere, like the moment before dawn stretched into permanence.

"Time moves strange here," Nyx murmured, their voice a whisper even though no wind stirred to carry it. "I can feel it. Like wading through honey."

"Isolde mentioned that." Rory turned in a slow circle, taking in the ring of ancient oaks that marked the boundary, their bark twisted into shapes that looked almost like faces if she squinted. One trunk bore a knot that resembled a closed eye. She didn't squint at that one twice. "Said an hour in here could be a day out there. Or a minute. Helpful."

"Isolde's help usually comes with a price tag she forgets to mention."

"You're one to talk about forgetting to mention things."

Nyx's silhouette rippled, something like amusement passing through the shadow-stuff of their form. They drifted ahead, feet — if they had feet — never quite touching the ground, and Rory noticed the flowers didn't bend beneath their passage at all. No disturbance. No trace.

She looked down at her own boots. They'd crushed a path of white blossoms, and already the petals were straightening themselves, undoing the damage like the grove refused to remember she'd been there.

"That's unsettling," she said.

"Welcome to Fae territory. Nothing here likes to be marked."

Deeper in, the trees grew close enough to filter the golden light into shifting lattices on the ground, and Rory became aware of sound — not silence, never silence, but a low murmur underneath everything, like a crowd speaking two rooms away. She couldn't make out words. When she stopped walking to listen harder, the murmur stopped too, as if it had been waiting for her attention and didn't care to keep it once given.

"Did you hear that?"

"I hear a great many things," Nyx said. "Most of them aren't for us."

They passed a pool of water so still it looked solid, black glass reflecting a sky that wasn't the one above them — Rory caught a glimpse of stars wheeling past in the reflection, constellations she didn't recognise, and when she looked up the golden haze remained unbroken. She crouched at the pool's edge, reaching toward it before Nyx's hand — cold and without quite enough substance to be a hand — closed around her wrist.

"Don't."

"I wasn't going to touch it."

"You were about three seconds from touching it."

She pulled back, feeling foolish, feeling also that the pool had wanted her to reach. That was worse than foolish. She stood and stepped away from the water's edge, and the pendant at her throat gave a small, unexpected pulse of warmth against her collarbone.

"That's new," she said, fishing it out from beneath her shirt collar. The crimson gem glowed faintly brighter than she remembered, its inner light stirring like something waking from sleep.

"Hel portal nearby?"

"Isolde didn't say anything about a portal."

"Isolde doesn't say anything about most things."

They moved on, following no path Rory could identify, though Nyx seemed to know the way, drifting with the confidence of someone — something — that had either been here before or simply didn't fear getting lost the way mortals did. The wildflowers gave way gradually to something stranger: stalks of pale, luminous fungus clustered at the base of the oaks, glowing faintly blue, and the murmuring undertone grew louder, resolving at the very edge of comprehension into something like laughter.

Rory's neck prickled.

"There's someone here," she said. "Watching."

"There's always someone here. The Fae don't leave their borderlands unwatched." Nyx's violet eyes swept the treeline, twin points of light in an otherwise faceless smear of dark. "Doesn't mean they'll show themselves. Doesn't mean they mean harm, either. Not yet."

"Not yet is doing a lot of work in that sentence."

A breeze moved through the grove then, the first she'd felt since arriving, and it carried a scent like crushed mint and something underneath it, something like the smell of a struck match. The luminous fungus swayed though nothing else did. Rory's hand drifted to the hilt of the Fae-forged blade at her hip, moonsilver cold even through the leather sheath, and she felt marginally steadier for the weight of it.

"Isolde said this place would show us what we needed," she said. "Not what we wanted. Bit ominous, that."

"She's a seer. Ominous is practically a dialect for her."

They came to a clearing within the clearing, a second ring of smaller stones half-sunk into moss, arranged in a spiral that drew the eye inward toward a single flat rock at its center — an altar, or a table, or something that had been both at different points in its long existence. Carved into its surface were symbols that shifted when Rory tried to focus on them directly, resolving into clarity only in her peripheral vision: spirals, eyes, a shape like a key.

"That wasn't there a second ago," Rory said, though she wasn't certain that was true. She wasn't certain of much, standing in a place where the ground erased her footsteps and the water held the wrong sky.

Nyx drifted closer to the stone, their form flickering at the edges like a candle flame catching a draft.

"Wonderful," they said. "Aldric warned me about places like this. Right before he became me."

Evaluation details

Result

Evaluator

Details

Meta Data

100.00%

Adverbs in dialogue tags

Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs

totalTags	11
adverbTagCount	0
adverbTags	(empty)
dialogueSentences	30
tagDensity	0.367
leniency	0.733
rawRatio	0
effectiveRatio	0

95.05%

AI-ism adverb frequency

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

wordCount

1010

totalAiIsmAdverbs

found

adverb	"very"
count	1

highlights

"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)

50.50%

AI-ism word frequency

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

wordCount

1010

totalAiIsms

found

word	"echoing"
count	1

word	"whisper"
count	1

word	"silence"
count	2

word	"pulse"
count	1

word	"warmth"
count	1

word	"resolving"
count	2

word	"weight"
count	1

word	"footsteps"
count	1

highlights

0	"echoing"
1	"whisper"
2	"silence"
3	"pulse"
4	"warmth"
5	"resolving"
6	"weight"
7	"footsteps"

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	44
matches	(empty)

12.99%

Filter word density

Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words

filterCount

hedgeCount

narrationSentences

filterMatches

(empty)

hedgeMatches

0	"seemed to"
1	"tried to"

100.00%

Gibberish response detection

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

analyzedSentences	63
gibberishSentences	0
adjustedGibberishSentences	0
longSentenceCount	0
runOnParagraphCount	0
giantParagraphCount	0
wordSaladCount	0
repetitionLoopCount	0
controlTokenCount	0
repeatedSegmentCount	0
maxSentenceWordsSeen	53
ratio	0
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Markdown formatting overuse

Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting

markdownSpans	0
markdownWords	0
totalWords	1020
ratio	0
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)

Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks

totalAttributions	18
unquotedAttributions	0
matches	(empty)

89.02%

Name drop frequency

Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words

totalMentions

wordCount

820

uniqueNames

maxNameDensity

1.22

worstName

"Rory"

maxWindowNameDensity

worstWindowName

"Rory"

discoveredNames

Richmond	1
Park	1
Nyx	8
Isolde	1
Rory	10
One	2
Deeper	1
Fae-forged	1

persons

0	"Nyx"
1	"Isolde"
2	"Rory"

places

0	"Richmond"
1	"Park"

globalScore

0.89

windowScore

0.00%

Narrator intent-glossing

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

analyzedSentences

glossingSentenceCount

matches

0	"blossoms that seemed to breathe, their petals expanding and contracting in a slow rhythm"
1	"something like amusement passing through the"
2	"something like laughter"
3	"something like the smell of a struck match"

100.00%

"Not X but Y" pattern overuse

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

totalMatches

per1kWords

0.98

wordCount

1020

matches

0	"not silence, never silence, but a low murmur underneath everything, like a crowd speaking tw"

100.00%

Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)

Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses

thatCount	0
totalSentences	63
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Paragraph length variance

Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts

totalParagraphs

mean

28.33

std

26.41

0.932

sampleLengths

0	15
1	59
2	4
3	66
4	26
5	65
6	12
7	9
8	44
9	33
10	4
11	10
12	75
13	4
14	14
15	76
16	1
17	6
18	8
19	45
20	30
21	3
22	7
23	7
24	81
25	3
26	6
27	41
28	11
29	71
30	19
31	10
32	84
33	37
34	19
35	15

100.00%

Passive voice overuse

Target: ≤2% passive sentences

passiveCount	0
totalSentences	44
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse

Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs

pastProgressiveCount

totalVerbs

152

matches

0	"were straightening"

0.00%

Em-dash & semicolon overuse

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

emDashCount

semicolonCount

flaggedSentences

totalSentences

ratio

0.111

matches

0	"The grove stretched before her, wildflowers carpeting the ground in colours that didn't belong to any autumn she'd known — violet bells beside crimson stars beside white blossoms that seemed to breathe, their petals expanding and contracting in a slow rhythm."
1	"They drifted ahead, feet — if they had feet — never quite touching the ground, and Rory noticed the flowers didn't bend beneath their passage at all."
2	"Deeper in, the trees grew close enough to filter the golden light into shifting lattices on the ground, and Rory became aware of sound — not silence, never silence, but a low murmur underneath everything, like a crowd speaking two rooms away."
3	"They passed a pool of water so still it looked solid, black glass reflecting a sky that wasn't the one above them — Rory caught a glimpse of stars wheeling past in the reflection, constellations she didn't recognise, and when she looked up the golden haze remained unbroken."
4	"She crouched at the pool's edge, reaching toward it before Nyx's hand — cold and without quite enough substance to be a hand — closed around her wrist."
5	"They moved on, following no path Rory could identify, though Nyx seemed to know the way, drifting with the confidence of someone — something — that had either been here before or simply didn't fear getting lost the way mortals did."
6	"They came to a clearing within the clearing, a second ring of smaller stones half-sunk into moss, arranged in a spiral that drew the eye inward toward a single flat rock at its center — an altar, or a table, or something that had been both at different points in its long existence."

100.00%

Purple prose (modifier overload)

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

wordCount	814
adjectiveStacks	0
stackExamples	(empty)
adverbCount	32
adverbRatio	0.03931203931203931
lyAdverbCount	9
lyAdverbRatio	0.011056511056511056

100.00%

Repeated phrase echo

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

totalSentences	63
echoCount	0
echoWords	(empty)

100.00%

Sentence length variance

Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts

totalSentences

mean

16.19

std

12.78

0.79

sampleLengths

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

78.84%

Sentence opener variety

Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers

consecutiveRepeats	2
diversityRatio	0.49206349206349204
totalSentences	63
uniqueOpeners	31

92.59%

Adverb-first sentence starts

Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb

adverbCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"Then it released, and she"

ratio

0.028

75.56%

Pronoun-first sentence starts

Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun

pronounCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"She didn't squint at that"
1	"They drifted ahead, feet —"
2	"She looked down at her"
3	"They'd crushed a path of"
4	"She couldn't make out words."
5	"They passed a pool of"
6	"She crouched at the pool's"
7	"She pulled back, feeling foolish,"
8	"She stood and stepped away"
9	"she said, fishing it out"
10	"They moved on, following no"
11	"They came to a clearing"
12	"She wasn't certain of much,"

ratio

0.361

57.22%

Subject-first sentence starts

Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject

subjectCount

totalSentences

matches

0	"Rory ducked beneath the low"
1	"The next, the air itself"
2	"The grove stretched before her,"
3	"Nyx murmured, their voice a"
4	"Rory turned in a slow"
5	"She didn't squint at that"
6	"Nyx's silhouette rippled, something like"
7	"They drifted ahead, feet —"
8	"She looked down at her"
9	"They'd crushed a path of"
10	"She couldn't make out words."
11	"They passed a pool of"
12	"She crouched at the pool's"
13	"She pulled back, feeling foolish,"
14	"That was worse than foolish."
15	"She stood and stepped away"
16	"she said, fishing it out"
17	"The crimson gem glowed faintly"
18	"They moved on, following no"
19	"The wildflowers gave way gradually"

ratio

0.806

0.00%

Subordinate conjunction sentence starts

Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction

subConjCount	0
totalSentences	36
matches	(empty)
ratio	0

0.00%

Technical jargon density

Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns

analyzedSentences

technicalSentenceCount

matches

0	"One moment she'd been trudging through Richmond Park's damp autumn grass, Nyx a shifting smear of darkness at her shoulder, Isolde's directions echoing in her h…"
1	"The grove stretched before her, wildflowers carpeting the ground in colours that didn't belong to any autumn she'd known — violet bells beside crimson stars bes…"
2	"Overhead, the sky held no sun, only a diffuse golden light that came from everywhere and nowhere, like the moment before dawn stretched into permanence."
3	"When she stopped walking to listen harder, the murmur stopped too, as if it had been waiting for her attention and didn't care to keep it once given."
4	"They passed a pool of water so still it looked solid, black glass reflecting a sky that wasn't the one above them — Rory caught a glimpse of stars wheeling past…"
5	"They moved on, following no path Rory could identify, though Nyx seemed to know the way, drifting with the confidence of someone — something — that had either b…"
6	"They came to a clearing within the clearing, a second ring of smaller stones half-sunk into moss, arranged in a spiral that drew the eye inward toward a single …"
7	"Carved into its surface were symbols that shifted when Rory tried to focus on them directly, resolving into clarity only in her peripheral vision: spirals, eyes…"
8	"Nyx drifted closer to the stone, their form flickering at the edges like a candle flame catching a draft."

100.00%

Useless dialogue additions

Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments

totalTags	11
uselessAdditionCount	0
matches	(empty)

100.00%

Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)

Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags

totalTags

fancyCount

fancyTags

0	"Nyx murmured (murmur)"

dialogueSentences

tagDensity

0.3

leniency

0.6

rawRatio

0.111

effectiveRatio

0.067

78.3921%