Run: 2026-07-08-01KX1M2Z79RKF430MQ11BKXB86

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42.4s
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You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Horror 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> <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> </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 horror genre. A character is alone in a strange, isolated place at night. They came here for a reason, but something feels off from the moment they arrive. The wrongness builds slowly — sounds that shouldn't be there, things that move at the edge of vision, a growing certainty that they are not alone. Build tension through restraint, not through gore. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for the character and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
Rory shoved aside the last clinging branch and stepped fully into the clearing. The Heartstone pulsed hard against her collarbone, a hot little throb that matched the sudden skip in her pulse. She had followed that warmth for the better part of an hour, quick steps turning into near-runs whenever the crimson stone cooled, and now it flared like it recognised home. She waited for the feeling of safety that should have arrived with open space. Nothing came. The ancient oak standing stones rose around her in a rough circle, their bark black and glossy as wet tar. Between them the wildflowers glowed faint colours that no English field had ever managed after dark. Blue petals the shade of bruise-water. Yellow ones that looked wet with something thicker than dew. She took another step. Grass brushed her ankles with a soft, deliberate stroke, as if checking what she wore. The air pressed close, heavy with the sweet rot of crushed honeysuckle. Somewhere beyond the stones a night-bird called once, then cut itself off mid-note. Rory kept her torch off. The light would only mark her for whatever watched. She had not come here blind; the pendant had dragged her north from the flat above Silas’s bar after closing, heat climbing her chest until good sense lost the vote. Something waited in Richmond Park that wanted her notice, and she intended to force the introduction on her terms. She crossed toward the nearest stone. Up close the oak surface did not feel like wood at all. Cold and slightly yielding, like skin left too long in water. She drew her hand back before she meant to. The pendant gave one hard knock against bone, urging her onward. A soft sound slid through the flowers to her left. Not a footstep. More like the drag of long fabric across dry leaves. Rory turned her head without moving her feet. The clearing held still. Petals hung motionless even though a weak breeze had found its way between the stones. She called out, voice kept low and steady. “If someone else got pulled here by shiny jewellery, speak up now.” Nothing answered. The silence after her words stretched longer than it should have. London’s constant under-noise, the distant traffic and late trains, had simply stopped at the circle’s edge. Inside the stones the world owned a different hush. Rory moved deeper, boots sinking into soil that felt springy and over-fed. The wildflowers brushed higher against her calves, almost waist level now. That was wrong. They had stood shorter when she entered. She glanced back. The gap she had forced through the undergrowth already looked narrower, branches leaning in to close ranks. Another sound, this time behind her right shoulder. A low, wet click, like two smooth stones knocked together underwater. She spun. Empty air. Yet the flowers nearest that spot had flattened in a long oval, as if something broad and low had rested there and risen a moment before. She kept walking. The Heartstone’s heat grew uncomfortable. Sweat prickled under the silver chain. Rory flipped the little gem outward so it lay against her shirt instead of skin. Faint red light leaked between her fingers. She closed her fist over it and the light died. At the heart of the circle a single stone stood taller than the others, its top sheared flat like a table. Dark stains marked the surface in old patterns that might once have been spirals. She approached with care, every sense stretched. The wrongness no longer whispered; it breathed against the back of her neck. Something moved at the very rim of her vision. A pale shape, tall and thin, sliding behind the opposite stone. Rory froze. The shape paused with her. No face. Just a suggestion of length where length had no business being. She forced her head to turn fully. Nothing occupied the shadows. The stone stood alone, solid and ordinary as any other oak of impossible age. A soft laugh drifted across the clearing, high and fractured, the sound a child might make after crying too long. Rory’s free hand found the small folding knife in her jacket pocket. Useless against whatever lived here, but the click of the blade opening steadied her. “Show yourself.” The laugh repeated, closer now, though no air stirred to carry it. Flowers to her left bowed outward in a sudden arc, making room for something she could still not see. Rory backed up until her shoulders met the tall central stone. The surface chilled through her jacket at once. The air thickened. She tasted copper and crushed mint. The Heartstone gave three frantic beats, then went still and cold. Whatever portal it had sensed no longer mattered. Something else had noticed her first. A long pale arm of vine and pale bark uncoiled from behind a standing stone and rested its hand, if the five flexible lengths could be called fingers, against the grass. It did not scrape or rustle. It simply arrived. Another arm followed. Then the suggestion of a torso, tall as a doorway and wrong in every joint. No face surfaced yet. Only the patient body of something that had waited a long time for visitors who wore silver and blood-coloured stones. Rory pressed harder against the altar stone. Bark or skin gave beneath her spine. Warmth leaked from the contact, seeping into her clothes. She felt the press of many small roots exploring the fabric of her shirt, tasting the salt of her sweat with quiet hunger. The tall shape took one smooth step forward. Then another. Wildflowers parted for it without complaint. Its head, when it finally tilted into view, held no eyes. Only a smooth oval of living wood that somehow looked directly at the pendant. Rory forced words out between clenched teeth. “I didn’t come uninvited. The stone dragged me.” The thing’s mouth opened vertically, a long split that ran from crown to chin. Inside, wet darker wood glistened. No teeth. Just the endless suggestion of depth and the soft click of those underwater stones. It spoke without tongue or breath, the words arriving wet and clear inside her skull. *Not the stone. The blood line. Carter of the Irish inns. Ellis of the Welsh hills. Fruit of the mixed orchard, finally ripe.* Rory’s knife hand rose. The blade caught no light because no light remained. The wildflowers had dimmed one by one as the shape approached, their glow sucked dry. The thing took a third step. Now close enough that she smelled the rich leaf-mould of its breath. One long finger, bark-smooth and cool, stretched forward and touched the empty air an inch from the pendant. The gem stayed dark. Rory felt the small crescent scar on her left wrist begin to burn like a brand. Soil shifted behind her boots. Tiny roots broke the surface and began to climb the leather, seeking the warmth of her ankles. She kicked once. The roots snapped and reformed thicker. The mouth-split tilted wider. *Stay. The grove has missed its daughters.* Rory pushed off the stone hard and ran for the gap she had used to enter. Vines whipped across the path, thin green ropes that struck her shins and tangled. She slashed with the knife. The steel bit but the cut vines bled milk-white sap that smoked where it hit air. Two more lengths coiled around her free wrist and tightened. Hot resin kissed her skin. She wrenched free, skin burning, and stumbled onward. The standing stones leaned inward as she passed, branches knitting higher. The exit shrank to a child’s height. Rory dropped to her knees and crawled. Something cold and heavy landed across her back, not a body but a weight of will that tried to press her flat into the soil. She clawed forward. Fingernails tore soil that felt greasy and full of small bones. The weight lifted without warning. Rory rolled free onto ordinary damp earth beyond the circle. Richmond Park’s real night rushed back in: distant cars, a dog barking far off, the honest chemical tang of London air. She scrambled upright and turned. The clearing looked empty for half a heartbeat. Then the tall bark-skinned figure reappeared at the edge of the stones, too many limbs unfolding. It did not step across the boundary. It simply raised one hand and closed the long vertical mouth into something like a smile. The Heartstone against her chest erupted into blinding red heat. Rory cried out and ripped the chain free. The pendant spun once in the air and arrowed back into the grove of its own will, swallowed by the watching darkness. Roots exploded from the ground at her feet, thick as wrists, curling for her boots with clear purpose. Behind them the figure finally crossed the line of standing stones, gliding rather than walking, and the laugh of a child who had wept too long filled the space between them as the first root closed around her ankle and pulled.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags0
93.34% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1502
totalAiIsmAdverbs2
found
0
adverb"slightly"
count1
1
adverb"very"
count1
highlights
0"slightly"
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)
63.38% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1502
totalAiIsms11
found
0
word"pulsed"
count1
1
word"throb"
count1
2
word"pulse"
count1
3
word"warmth"
count3
4
word"silence"
count1
5
word"fractured"
count1
6
word"chilled"
count1
7
word"weight"
count2
highlights
0"pulsed"
1"throb"
2"pulse"
3"warmth"
4"silence"
5"fractured"
6"chilled"
7"weight"
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
narrationSentences143
matches(empty)
92.91% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount4
narrationSentences143
filterMatches
0"notice"
hedgeMatches
0"tended to"
1"begin to"
2"began to"
3"tried to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences146
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen41
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans2
markdownWords30
totalWords1502
ratio0.02
matches
0"Not the stone. The blood line. Carter of the Irish inns. Ellis of the Welsh hills. Fruit of the mixed orchard, finally ripe."
1"Stay. The grove has missed its daughters."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions2
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
95.95% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions30
wordCount1480
uniqueNames9
maxNameDensity1.08
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Heartstone4
English1
Silas1
Richmond2
Park2
Irish1
Welsh1
Rory16
London2
persons
0"Heartstone"
1"Silas"
2"Rory"
places
0"English"
1"Richmond"
2"Park"
3"Welsh"
4"London"
globalScore0.959
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences105
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"as if checking what she wore"
1"something like a smile"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.666
wordCount1502
matches
0"not a body but a weight of will"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences146
matches
0"followed that warmth"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs38
mean39.53
std21.15
cv0.535
sampleLengths
062
168
244
363
449
550
68
712
838
953
1049
1146
1255
1365
1446
152
1650
1734
1882
1946
2041
217
228
2335
2415
2523
2628
2756
2831
294
307
3166
3258
3350
345
3547
3640
3759
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences143
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs235
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount2
flaggedSentences2
totalSentences146
ratio0.014
matches
0"She had not come here blind; the pendant had dragged her north from the flat above Silas’s bar after closing, heat climbing her chest until good sense lost the vote."
1"The wrongness no longer whispered; it breathed against the back of her neck."
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1492
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"tall bark-skinned figure"
adverbCount57
adverbRatio0.03820375335120643
lyAdverbCount14
lyAdverbRatio0.00938337801608579
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences146
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences146
mean10.29
std6.73
cv0.655
sampleLengths
013
119
230
314
42
520
616
76
810
94
1015
1112
1213
135
149
1530
1619
176
1812
1911
209
2111
2210
233
2410
258
264
2715
288
2912
302
3111
3216
339
3412
3511
363
377
383
3917
408
4111
422
432
4426
453
465
476
4815
497
59.59% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats8
diversityRatio0.3904109589041096
totalSentences146
uniqueOpeners57
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount8
totalSentences134
matches
0"Somewhere beyond the stones a"
1"More like the drag of"
2"Just a suggestion of length"
3"Then the suggestion of a"
4"Only the patient body of"
5"Only a smooth oval of"
6"Just the endless suggestion of"
7"Then the tall bark-skinned figure"
ratio0.06
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount26
totalSentences134
matches
0"She had followed that warmth"
1"She waited for the feeling"
2"She took another step."
3"She had not come here"
4"She crossed toward the nearest"
5"She drew her hand back"
6"She called out, voice kept"
7"They had stood shorter when"
8"She glanced back."
9"She kept walking."
10"She closed her fist over"
11"She approached with care, every"
12"She forced her head to"
13"She tasted copper and crushed"
14"It did not scrape or"
15"It simply arrived."
16"She felt the press of"
17"Its head, when it finally"
18"It spoke without tongue or"
19"She kicked once."
ratio0.194
64.48% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount106
totalSentences134
matches
0"Rory shoved aside the last"
1"The Heartstone pulsed hard against"
2"She had followed that warmth"
3"She waited for the feeling"
4"The ancient oak standing stones"
5"She took another step."
6"Grass brushed her ankles with"
7"The air pressed close, heavy"
8"Rory kept her torch off."
9"The light would only mark"
10"She had not come here"
11"Something waited in Richmond Park"
12"She crossed toward the nearest"
13"She drew her hand back"
14"The pendant gave one hard"
15"A soft sound slid through"
16"Rory turned her head without"
17"The clearing held still."
18"Petals hung motionless even though"
19"She called out, voice kept"
ratio0.791
37.31% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences134
matches
0"Now close enough that she"
ratio0.007
39.34% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences69
technicalSentenceCount10
matches
0"The Heartstone pulsed hard against her collarbone, a hot little throb that matched the sudden skip in her pulse."
1"Yellow ones that looked wet with something thicker than dew."
2"Something waited in Richmond Park that wanted her notice, and she intended to force the introduction on her terms."
3"Rory moved deeper, boots sinking into soil that felt springy and over-fed."
4"Yet the flowers nearest that spot had flattened in a long oval, as if something broad and low had rested there and risen a moment before."
5"Only the patient body of something that had waited a long time for visitors who wore silver and blood-coloured stones."
6"She felt the press of many small roots exploring the fabric of her shirt, tasting the salt of her sweat with quiet hunger."
7"Something cold and heavy landed across her back, not a body but a weight of will that tried to press her flat into the soil."
8"Fingernails tore soil that felt greasy and full of small bones."
9"Behind them the figure finally crossed the line of standing stones, gliding rather than walking, and the laugh of a child who had wept too long filled the space…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags0
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags0
91.3432%