Run: 2026-07-09-01KX40513RS2MFRJF2JVDE4SSW

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29.3s
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$0.045167
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OpenAI

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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

AI
The first deadbolt slid free beneath Aurora’s thumb, and Lucien Moreau smiled through the gap as though she had invited him. She stopped with the chain still hooked. His charcoal suit bore a dark wet streak beneath the left ribs. Blood, not rain. The ivory head of his cane rested against the cracked lino, one elegant hand closed around it hard enough to bleach his knuckles. One eye burned amber. The other held the flat black sheen of a deep well. Ptolemy sprang from the bookcase and puffed himself into a striped ball of outrage. “Non.” Aurora tightened her grip on the door. “You lost the right to that word three months ago.” “Three months and eleven days.” “Good to know you kept a diary.” “I kept many things.” His gaze dipped to her left wrist, to the small crescent scar she had spent years forgetting until someone looked at it too closely. Then he lifted his eyes again. “Open the door, Rory.” The old name landed between them with more force than the blood on his shirt. She had changed the locks after he vanished. She had changed her route to work. She had stopped taking shortcuts through alleys, stopped answering numbers she did not know, stopped letting herself glance at every tailored man who entered Golden Empress as if he might be there to order tea and dismantle her life with a few soft French words. Still, he stood outside Eva’s flat as though absence had never touched him. Behind Aurora, books and loose papers crowded every surface. Eva’s research had overtaken the kitchen table, the narrow sofa, even the floor around the radiator. A yellowed map of London hung beside the door, marked with circles in red ink. Ptolemy stalked along its edge, tail swollen. “You’re bleeding on Eva’s landing,” Aurora said. “A tragedy of local architecture.” “You came here injured. That means you want something.” “Yes.” “Honesty. What a novelty.” Lucien’s mouth shifted, not quite a smile. “I require shelter for ten minutes.” “You require an ambulance.” “Ambulances invite questions. Questions attract people with badges. The people after me wear neither.” A sharp knock struck the stairwell door below. Aurora froze. Lucien’s head turned at once. No hesitation. No glance towards the sound. His black eye drank in the dim stairwell while his amber one fixed on her face. “Seven minutes, then,” he said. She shut the door, unhooked the chain, and dragged him inside by his lapel. Lucien crossed the threshold with a limp he hid badly. His cane clicked once, twice. Aurora shoved the three deadbolts home, then turned and caught the scent of iron beneath his expensive cologne. Something spiced and dark clung to him, like burnt cloves ground into velvet. “What happened?” “Someone objected to my enquiries.” “You have a whole empire of creatures who owe you favours. Call one.” “I did.” He braced one hand against the wall. “They died.” Ptolemy hissed at his shoes. “That cat has discernment,” Lucien said. “That cat hates everyone.” “Then I feel singled out.” Aurora pointed towards the kitchen. “Sit down before you collapse on Eva’s notes and she murders both of us.” “I have missed your tenderness.” “You have no idea what I feel.” His expression changed. It happened in a blink, a crack under polished marble. Regret suited him too well. That angered her more than his blood had. He moved past her into the cramped kitchen. The flat squeezed him into its clutter, all narrow counters and mismatched cupboards. Eva had taped pages of handwritten sigils above the sink. Jars of dried herbs lined the window ledge. A kettle sat beneath a teetering stack of books on demonology, Welsh folklore, and seventeenth-century legal trials. Lucien lowered himself into one of the kitchen chairs. His suit jacket pulled open around the wound. Aurora saw the shape of it then. Not a knife cut. Three gouges, blackened at the edges, crossed his side beneath a torn white shirt. Her hand went to the drawer beneath the sink. “That isn’t a human wound.” “No.” “Demon?” “A disappointing answer. You make everything sound tedious.” She dropped a first-aid tin on the table hard enough to rattle its contents. “You disappeared after telling me demons were boring old men with contracts and fragile egos.” “They are.” “And the thing that did that?” “An old woman with a contract and a robust ego.” “That clears it up.” Lucien leaned his cane against the chair. The ivory handle gleamed in the kitchen’s weak light. She knew what hid inside it. A thin blade, silvered along one edge, etched with marks that had made her eyes ache when he first showed it to her. That had been before. Before the hotel room in Soho. Before he had pressed her against a locked door with his mouth at her throat and told her, in a voice roughened by hunger, that he had spent years refusing to want anyone who could be used against him. Before Aurora learned he had already used her. “You need to take off the shirt,” she said. “I feared you would say that.” “Do not flirt with me while you’re leaking on Eva’s chair.” “Then I shall flirt silently.” He unbuttoned his shirt with slow, precise movements. His cufflinks clicked against the table. The torn fabric exposed a lean torso marked by old damage, pale lines over ribs and shoulder, one small puckered scar beneath his collarbone. He had never shown her those. He had shown her the tailored surface, the sharp tongue, the immaculate control. Now control slipped through his fingers in red drops. Aurora opened the tin. Gauze. Antiseptic. Small scissors. Nothing useful for claws that carried infernal rot. “What did she use?” “Her hand.” “That is not an answer.” “It is the full answer.” She pressed a clean cloth to the wound. Lucien inhaled through his teeth. “You still don’t know when to stop.” “I know exactly when to stop. I simply seldom enjoy it.” “Did you come here because you need help, or because you thought I would forgive you while you bled?” His fingers closed around her wrist. Not hard. Never hard. The crescent scar sat beneath his thumb, warm from the pulse he held there. “I came because you are the only person in London she cannot track.” Aurora looked at his hand. “Let go.” He did, at once. The restraint stung worse than if he had held on. “Who is she?” “Madame Vesper.” The name meant nothing. Lucien’s face said it should. “She sits on the Avaros Court’s London table,” he continued. “She buys secrets, children, relics, names. Her collection lacks taste and boundaries.” “You stole from her.” “I retrieved something that did not belong to her.” “That sounds like you stole from her.” “Yes.” Aurora stripped off the blood-soaked cloth and examined the wound. Black veins had begun to thread through the skin around it, creeping towards his heart. “Why can’t she track me?” “Because you wear iron.” She stared at him. His gaze touched the slim bracelet around her wrist, a cheap silver-coloured chain she had bought from a stall off Whitechapel Road years ago. Its clasp held a small, plain iron charm. Eva had laughed when Aurora first wore it, then stopped laughing once she noticed what it did to certain things that came near. “You knew.” “I suspected.” “And you never told me.” “I did not tell you many things.” “No. You let me find them out when they could hurt me most.” The knock below came again. Three neat raps. Ptolemy shot from the kitchen, skidding on scattered papers. He vanished beneath Eva’s bed. Lucien shifted in his chair, pain cutting across his face. “She found us.” “You said seven minutes.” “I overestimated her manners.” Aurora crossed the kitchen and grabbed Eva’s leather satchel from the sofa. It held a mess of chalk, salt, a packet of iron nails, two half-melted candles, and a small glass bottle labelled DO NOT OPEN, underlined three times. “Where’s what you stole?” Lucien reached inside his jacket and drew out a black velvet pouch. Of course. “You brought it into Eva’s flat.” “I brought it to you.” “You could have left it in the Thames.” “Madame Vesper would drain the river to retrieve it.” “What is it?” He looked at the pouch. For the first time since he entered, Lucien Moreau looked afraid. “A name.” Aurora’s throat tightened. “Whose?” “Yours.” The room narrowed around her. The raps below stopped. Silence spread across the building, too clean and too sudden. No thud of the curry house kitchen beneath them. No voices from the street. No pipes groaning in the walls. Aurora held out her hand. Lucien did not give her the pouch. “Don’t open it.” “You came to my door with my name in a bag and gave me an order?” “I came because I could not let her have it.” “That is not the same as protecting me.” “No.” His voice lost its smooth edge. “It is what I could do after failing at that.” The words struck harder because he gave them no polish. Aurora snatched the pouch from his hand. Lucien rose so fast the chair scraped backwards. “Rory.” The flat’s front door rattled under the first blow. Dust sifted from the frame. One deadbolt bent. Aurora looked from the door to Lucien, then down at the velvet pouch in her fist. “Tell me what happens if I open it.” Madame Vesper’s voice seeped through the splintering wood, warm and patient. “Child, open the door. Lucien has brought me what belongs to me.” Lucien drew the blade from his cane. Silver whispered free from ivory. “If you open it,” he said, “she will know exactly what you are.”
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags8
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences85
tagDensity0.094
leniency0.188
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1631
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)
72.41% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1631
totalAiIsms9
found
0
word"velvet"
count3
1
word"tenderness"
count1
2
word"marble"
count1
3
word"etched"
count1
4
word"pulse"
count1
5
word"charm"
count1
6
word"silence"
count1
highlights
0"velvet"
1"tenderness"
2"marble"
3"etched"
4"pulse"
5"charm"
6"silence"
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
emotionTells1
narrationSentences124
matches
0"looked afraid"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences124
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences201
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen45
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1631
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions15
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
66.67% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions55
wordCount1123
uniqueNames14
maxNameDensity1.6
worstName"Aurora"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Aurora18
Lucien16
Moreau2
Golden1
Empress1
French1
Eva6
London1
Ptolemy4
Welsh1
Soho1
Whitechapel1
Road1
Vesper1
persons
0"Aurora"
1"Lucien"
2"Moreau"
3"Eva"
4"Ptolemy"
5"Vesper"
places
0"London"
1"Soho"
2"Whitechapel"
3"Road"
globalScore0.699
windowScore0.667
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences80
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"not quite a smile"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1631
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences201
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs142
mean11.49
std12.44
cv1.083
sampleLengths
021
17
253
314
41
57
610
75
87
94
1030
114
1215
1360
1413
1547
167
175
189
191
204
2113
224
2314
248
252
2628
275
2814
2946
302
315
3213
3311
345
356
364
375
385
3914
405
417
4226
4356
4417
4525
469
475
481
491
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences124
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs186
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences201
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1128
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"cheap silver-coloured chain"
adverbCount37
adverbRatio0.03280141843971631
lyAdverbCount2
lyAdverbRatio0.0017730496453900709
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences201
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences201
mean8.11
std6.15
cv0.758
sampleLengths
021
17
212
33
423
54
611
714
81
97
1010
115
127
134
1424
156
164
1715
188
197
2045
2113
229
2316
2415
257
267
275
289
291
304
317
326
334
3414
358
362
375
382
395
4016
415
4214
4310
445
4518
4613
472
485
4913
50.91% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats11
diversityRatio0.3383084577114428
totalSentences201
uniqueOpeners68
30.30% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences110
matches
0"Then he lifted his eyes"
ratio0.009
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount31
totalSentences110
matches
0"She stopped with the chain"
1"His charcoal suit bore a"
2"His gaze dipped to her"
3"She had changed the locks"
4"She had changed her route"
5"She had stopped taking shortcuts"
6"His black eye drank in"
7"She shut the door, unhooked"
8"His cane clicked once, twice."
9"He braced one hand against"
10"His expression changed."
11"It happened in a blink,"
12"He moved past her into"
13"His suit jacket pulled open"
14"Her hand went to the"
15"She dropped a first-aid tin"
16"She knew what hid inside"
17"He unbuttoned his shirt with"
18"His cufflinks clicked against the"
19"He had never shown her"
ratio0.282
46.36% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount91
totalSentences110
matches
0"The first deadbolt slid free"
1"She stopped with the chain"
2"His charcoal suit bore a"
3"Blood, not rain."
4"The ivory head of his"
5"The other held the flat"
6"Ptolemy sprang from the bookcase"
7"Aurora tightened her grip on"
8"His gaze dipped to her"
9"The old name landed between"
10"She had changed the locks"
11"She had changed her route"
12"She had stopped taking shortcuts"
13"Eva’s research had overtaken the"
14"A yellowed map of London"
15"Ptolemy stalked along its edge,"
16"Lucien’s mouth shifted, not quite"
17"A sharp knock struck the"
18"Lucien’s head turned at once."
19"His black eye drank in"
ratio0.827
100.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount4
totalSentences110
matches
0"Before the hotel room in"
1"Before he had pressed her"
2"Before Aurora learned he had"
3"Now control slipped through his"
ratio0.036
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences41
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"She had stopped taking shortcuts through alleys, stopped answering numbers she did not know, stopped letting herself glance at every tailored man who entered Go…"
1"Before he had pressed her against a locked door with his mouth at her throat and told her, in a voice roughened by hunger, that he had spent years refusing to w…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags8
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags6
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"he continued (continue)"
dialogueSentences85
tagDensity0.071
leniency0.141
rawRatio0.167
effectiveRatio0.024
92.0218%