Run: 2026-07-08-01KX1MMD9A335JPZ85XC0NTV15

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You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Romance genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally"> <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor> <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair> <height>5'11"</height> <age>32</age> <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane> <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress> <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description> <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory> </character> <location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth"> <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat> <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security> <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</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 romance genre. Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

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Rory twisted the third deadbolt free and hauled the door open. Lucien Moreau filled the threshold like he owned the landing dust. Charcoal suit knife-sharp. Platinum hair scraped back without a strand free. That ivory-handled cane already wedged against the frame before she could slam the wood home. "Move the stick, Luc." "Aurora." His mouth shaped the full name like a private joke. One amber iris. One black. Both steady on her face. "You answer Eva's door now. How domestic." She shoved. The door met resistance and bounced. He stepped through, cane tip tapping once on scuffed boards. The curry-house heat from Brick Lane rolled in with him, cumin and browned onions thick enough to taste. Under it rode his own scent, cold smoke and sandalwood that had no business in East London. The door clicked shut under his hand. All three bolts sat unused behind him. Ptolemy lifted a orange-tabby head from a drift of research scrolls on the sofa and flattened both ears. Rory backed three steps into the cluttered sitting room. Books listed in towers against every wall. Unrolled parchment claimed the coffee table. A half-cold mug of chai balanced on an open grimoire about the outer courts of Avaros. She caught the spine of that one and flipped it closed with her heel. "Eva's on a night run up to Cambridge. Leave a message and leave." "I tracked the scent of your perfume through three boroughs. Night-blooming jasmine. You still dab it on the pulse at your throat." He set cane against a stack of leather-bound demonologies. The tower wobbled but held. "We need to speak about Evan." Her left hand curled unconscious. The crescent scar on her wrist pulled tight, white against skin. She stilled it against her thigh. "You don't say that name in this flat." "He's breathing free air again. Walked from a private holding cell that no longer holds anything but bloodstains and broken sigils." Lucien eased further in. Polished shoes crushed a dropped receipt from the occult bookshop on Museum Street. "He sold your true name to a merchant out of Avaros. The same merchants who employ my father's creditors. You understand the chain." She laughed once, short and flat. "You left me in the alley behind the Empress with two cracked ribs and a demon bite seeping black. Six months of silence, then you show up quoting blood debts." Her shoulder brushed a hanging rack of drying herbs. Dust and lavender drifted down. "Forgive me if I skip the reunion tea." He closed the distance in three quiet strides. The lamp above the bathroom door flickered, throwing the scar on her wrist into hard relief. His gaze snagged there. Remembrance lived in the tilt of his head. "I carried you to Silas myself. Paid the healer. Cut every trail that led back to you." His voice dropped into the register that once curled low against her ear after midnight. "Then I walked into the fire so the fire would follow me instead. That is what leaving bought." "It bought alone. That is all it bought." She turned hard for the kitchenette. The sink brimmed with unwashed mugs and a pestle sticky with crushed nightshade. She ran cold water and filled the least-stained glass simply to give her hands motion. The pipes coughed brown. "You choose who to save. You chose distance." His reflection appeared in the scuffed stainless of the kettle. Heterochromatic eyes tracked every rise of her throat as she drank. "Distance failed. They found your alias on a wing of deliveries for the Golden Empress. Yu-Fei signed for a parcel stamped with the old seal of the Mercantile Court. Tomorrow they come for proof of life. Or death." Water trickled down her wrist and over the scar. She set the glass down hard enough to ring. "I am not your charge." "No." One step. Then another. The narrow galley left no sanctuary. His suit jacket brushed her upper arm, expensive wool against the thin cotton of her T-shirt. "You were never a charge. You were the woman who walked into my private lounge with a takeaway bag for a client already dead on my floorboards. Who stayed to help me scrub blood instead of screaming. Who kissed me first under the emergency exit light that first night. I remember tastes. You tasted of cold tea and defiance." Heat crawled the back of her neck. She angled past him into the main room again, knees grazing a cardboard box stuffed with cross-referenced maps of the London veil lines. Ptolemy hopped down and coiled once around her ankles, then mercifully did the same to Lucien's polished spitfire. Traitor. "Three nights," Lucien said behind her. "Not one. Do not revise history downward to suit your pride." "I revise nothing. I remember the warehouse off the docks. The way your cane sword drank something that wore a human face. I remember the things you whispered in French when you thought sleep held me. Then morning found and empty floor and a note about 'safer elsewhere'." Her voice stayed level only by force. Cool head, quick thought. Survive the heat by naming it. "You do not get to rewrite the leaving as gallantry." He moved again, crowdi her toward the wall that held Eva's corkboard of polaroid photographs and red strings. Posters for occult lectures layered under wanted sketches. Her spine met paper and pins. He planted one hand beside her head, the other resting light on the cane he had reclaimed without her noticing the lift. "Look at me and call the three nights a mistake in full." She lifted her chin. Five foot six against his five eleven. Blue locked to mismatched gold-and-onyx. The amber one caught lamplight and threw it back warmer. She smelled jasmine rising off her own skin mixed with the iron hint that always rode under his cologne when emotion ran high. "They were spectacular mistakes. I still wake tasting them." Honesty cut both ways. "And I still hate how you walked." Something raw flickered through the black eye, then vanished. His free hand rose and found the crescent scar. Thumb brushed once, exact as memory. "I kissed this the second night. Licked the salt from the old cut while you arched under me on silk that cost more than your rent. You said my true name then. The one only my mother knew. That is the bond they tracked. That is why Evan sold you. Not revenge for leaving him. Currency." Her pulse jumped under the pad of his thumb. She shoved at the centre of his chest. The shove met solid half-demon muscle and did nothing. "So now you return because my body is a beacon. Convenient." "I returned because I cannot sleep without the weight of that scar under my mouth. Because every report of a breach near Brick Lane sends me circling this street like a starving thing. Because I have spent six months bargaining pieces of my own soul to keep the court eyes elsewhere and today the bargain broke." His fingers slid from scar to the blue veins at her wrist. Held without locking. "They will take you, dissect the ties, and use the echo to summon my father from Avaros. Your death becomes their leverage. I will not survive that kind of quiet." The flat felt smaller. Pages rustled with their breathing. Outside, a bus sighed past the curry house and neon seeped around the curtain edges in pink and sick green. Rory's free hand found the edge of a shelf loaded with tiny stoppered bottles. Glass chimed under her grip. "What solution do you offer, fixer? Another vanishing act with me classed baggage?" "Neither of us vanishes again. We stand visible and armed. You already live half in the dirt that my work requires. Delivery routes that double as courier routes. Contacts at Silas's bar. The brain that saw the broken summoning circle for what it was that first night. We finish this as chained pieces or the realm feeds on both of us." She laughed soft and without humour. "Romance according to Lucien Moreau. Threaten my life then claim the leftovers." "I claimed you the night you bled on my jacket and still refused a hospital." He leaned, close enough that platinum strands brushed her temple and the heat of his mouth ghosted her cheek. Accent thickened, Marseille edges clear under the polished London veneer. "Je te veux encore. Always have. That has no bearing on the blades at our backs, but it keeps me honest when I tell you to pack a bag and walk with me tonight." Her fists stayed tangled in his lapels now. She could not recall when they moved from his chest to clinging. Rough wool under fingertips. The racing of a heart that beat half human, half something older and colder. Attraction coiled low in her belly the same way it had in the back of a borrowed black car months ago with code names and empty champagne flutes. Hurt braided through it thick as the smoke-scent. "If I walk I choose the door and the hour," she said. "Then choose now." She tilted her face up the final inch. The almost of lips. The remembered drag of his lower mouth and the promise of bite. His eyes half-lidded, amber catching fire. Cane pressed flat along her thigh, ivory cold through thin fabric. One more breath and the days of silence would fracture into something her body knew better than her pride. Ptolemy's yowl cut the air razor-clean. The cat streaked under the sofa. Every deadbolt on the front door rattled as one. Wood groaned. Plaster dust sifted from the frame. Outside on the landing a wet, rotten stench flooded under the threshold like opened graves, stronger than any curry house could drown. Something heavy and jointed scraped once against the wood, testing. Lucien's cane blade whispered free of its ivory shell in a motion too smooth for human joints. Both of his eyes flooded solid black, then burned through with sudden copper flame. The light painted her scar and her open mouth. "Behind me," he said, voice already deepening into something that had never belonged entirely to Marseille. "They brought the first offering early."
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
97.44% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags12
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"Lucien eased further [further]"
1"He leaned close [close]"
dialogueSentences39
tagDensity0.308
leniency0.615
rawRatio0.167
effectiveRatio0.103
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1713
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
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)
64.97% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1713
totalAiIsms12
found
0
word"pulse"
count2
1
word"silence"
count2
2
word"flickered"
count2
3
word"sanctuary"
count1
4
word"silk"
count1
5
word"beacon"
count1
6
word"weight"
count1
7
word"echo"
count1
8
word"racing"
count1
highlights
0"pulse"
1"silence"
2"flickered"
3"sanctuary"
4"silk"
5"beacon"
6"weight"
7"echo"
8"racing"
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
narrationSentences107
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences107
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences132
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen68
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1713
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions15
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions33
wordCount1008
uniqueNames19
maxNameDensity0.5
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity1
worstWindowName"One"
discoveredNames
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One4
Brick1
Lane1
East1
London3
Avaros1
Polished1
Museum1
Street1
Dust1
Lucien5
Cool1
Eva1
Held1
Accent1
Marseille2
Rory3
Ptolemy3
persons
0"Moreau"
1"One"
2"Dust"
3"Lucien"
4"Eva"
5"Accent"
6"Rory"
7"Ptolemy"
places
0"Brick"
1"Lane"
2"East"
3"London"
4"Polished"
5"Museum"
6"Street"
7"Marseille"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences80
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.584
wordCount1713
matches
0"no longer holds anything but"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences132
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs41
mean41.78
std26.35
cv0.631
sampleLengths
011
137
24
328
453
532
652
713
842
922
108
1161
1258
1336
1450
1554
1659
1723
1886
1949
2017
2175
2254
2312
2449
2520
2680
2737
28101
2948
3013
3161
3218
3378
3474
3512
363
3760
386
3995
4022
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences107
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs163
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences132
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1022
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"tight, white against skin."
adverbCount30
adverbRatio0.029354207436399216
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.004892367906066536
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences132
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences132
mean12.98
std12.05
cv0.929
sampleLengths
011
111
23
38
415
54
611
73
82
95
107
112
126
1310
1418
1517
167
177
1818
199
207
216
2216
2314
2413
2531
265
276
285
2911
306
318
3225
3313
3423
356
3639
375
388
398
4016
414
428
4332
4418
4514
4613
4715
484
498
83.08% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats2
diversityRatio0.5075757575757576
totalSentences132
uniqueOpeners67
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences100
matches(empty)
ratio0
84.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount34
totalSentences100
matches
0"His mouth shaped the full"
1"He stepped through, cane tip"
2"She caught the spine of"
3"He set cane against a"
4"Her left hand curled unconscious."
5"She stilled it against her"
6"She laughed once, short and"
7"Her shoulder brushed a hanging"
8"He closed the distance in"
9"His gaze snagged there."
10"His voice dropped into the"
11"She turned hard for the"
12"She ran cold water and"
13"His reflection appeared in the"
14"She set the glass down"
15"His suit jacket brushed her"
16"She angled past him into"
17"Her voice stayed level only"
18"He moved again, crowdi her"
19"Her spine met paper and"
ratio0.34
40.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount84
totalSentences100
matches
0"Rory twisted the third deadbolt"
1"Lucien Moreau filled the threshold"
2"Charcoal suit knife-sharp."
3"Platinum hair scraped back without"
4"That ivory-handled cane already wedged"
5"His mouth shaped the full"
6"Both steady on her face."
7"The door met resistance and"
8"He stepped through, cane tip"
9"The curry-house heat from Brick"
10"The door clicked shut under"
11"Ptolemy lifted a orange-tabby head"
12"Rory backed three steps into"
13"Books listed in towers against"
14"A half-cold mug of chai"
15"She caught the spine of"
16"He set cane against a"
17"The tower wobbled but held."
18"Her left hand curled unconscious."
19"The crescent scar on her"
ratio0.84
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences100
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences37
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"Under it rode his own scent, cold smoke and sandalwood that had no business in East London."
1"He moved again, crowdi her toward the wall that held Eva's corkboard of polaroid photographs and red strings."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags12
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags3
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences39
tagDensity0.077
leniency0.154
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
88.7830%