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Run: 2026-07-09-01KX408N09VSBQP68J4BM8F4SA
Run Details
Model:
GPT-5.6 Sol
Test:
Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:
Literary fiction: old friends reunite
Duration:
57.2s
Cost:
$0.091959
Provider:
OpenAI
Evaluation summary
Score
Evaluator
Details Link
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
(details)
95.71%
AI-ism adverb frequency
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism character names
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism location names
(details)
82.85%
AI-ism word frequency
(details)
100.00%
Cliché density
(details)
100.00%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
(details)
100.00%
Filter word density
(details)
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
(details)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
(details)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
(details)
33.33%
Name drop frequency
(details)
100.00%
Narrator intent-glossing
(details)
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
(details)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
(details)
100.00%
Paragraph length variance
(details)
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
(details)
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
(details)
100.00%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
(details)
94.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
(details)
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
(details)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
(details)
46.48%
Sentence opener variety
(details)
58.14%
Adverb-first sentence starts
(details)
89.77%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
(details)
29.77%
Subject-first sentence starts
(details)
87.21%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
(details)
100.00%
Technical jargon density
(details)
100.00%
Useless dialogue additions
(details)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
(details)
90.5752%
Overall
Model input
System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Literary Fiction 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="4413" name="Silas Blackwood" aliases="Silas, Si, the Spymaster" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Mentor"> <eyeColor>hazel</eyeColor> <hair>grey-streaked auburn</hair> <height>6'1"</height> <age>58</age> <beard>neatly trimmed, matching his grey-streaked auburn hair</beard> <limp>slight limp in his left leg from an old knee injury</limp> <signetRing>silver signet ring, always worn on his right hand</signetRing> <description>Silas is a retired intelligence operative turned bar owner. He carries himself with quiet authority.</description> <backstory>Former MI6 field agent who retired after a botched operation in Prague left him with a permanent knee injury. He opened "The Raven's Nest" bar in Soho as a front for his network of contacts.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</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 literary fiction genre. Two old friends who haven't seen each other in years run into each other unexpectedly at a bar. One of them has changed significantly. Through their conversation and the tension between who they were and who they've become, reveal the weight of time and unspoken regret. 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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“You always did run to the nearest pub when things went wrong.”
Aurora stopped with two empty
glasses hooked between her fingers.
The man at the far
end of the bar raised his whisky. Same narrow mouth. Same pale lashes. But Evan had once filled doorways without effort, broad and loud and certain that the room belonged to him.
Now his navy coat sagged
from his shoulders, and a fresh pink seam divided his left
eyebrow
.
His free hand trembled against
the glass. For one ugly second, her body remembered him before her mind did. Her fingers tightened.
The glasses knocked together with
a bright little chink. “No,” she said. “I ran to London.” Evan lowered the whisky. Around them, the Raven’s Nest continued its evening trade.
Men bent over their pints
beneath old maps of cities that no longer existed in quite the same way.
A woman near the green
neon window laughed into her phone. Ice rattled in a shaker. On the wall behind Evan, a black-and-white photograph showed Prague before tourists had polished it into a souvenir.
Silas glanced up from the
till.
Aurora set the glasses under
the counter. Her left sleeve slipped back, exposing the crescent scar on her wrist.
Evan’s gaze found it at
once.
He had always collected her
small facts and kept them in a locked room, then acted wounded when she asked for the key. “Rory.” “Don’t.” “Right. Aurora.” “That isn’t better.” Silas closed the till drawer.
His silver signet ring clicked
against the brass handle. “The gentleman asked for a whisky,” he said. “The gentleman has had one.”
Evan looked from Silas to
Aurora.
Something old passed over his
face, a reflexive contempt for men who did not need to perform their strength.
Years ago, he would have
smiled, leaned in, and made the insult sound like a confidence.
Now he rubbed his thumb
along the wet rim of his glass. “I came for a drink.” “So did half of Soho,” Silas said. “They manage without haunting the staff.” “I didn’t know she worked here.” “I don’t.”
Aurora picked up a cloth
and wiped a clean patch of wood. Her hand needed a task. The bar smelled of orange peel, old oak and the bitter scorched trace of spilled stout. Beneath it sat Evan’s aftershave, changed from the cedar one he used to wear, but sharp enough to open the same door in her skull. Evan watched the cloth pass back and forth. “You live here, then?” “That’s an ambitious conclusion.” “You’ve got keys on your belt.” “So has a prison officer.” His mouth twitched.
Once, that twitch had meant
she had delighted him. Later, it meant he had found the right place to cut. “You still do that.” “Notice things?” “Turn everything into a joke before it can touch you.” Aurora stopped wiping. Silas reached beneath the counter and brought out a squat tumbler.
He filled it with tap
water, placed it before Evan, then rested both hands on the bar. “Drink.” “I’m not drunk.” “Then your obedience will cost you nothing.” Evan gave a small laugh. It lacked its former shine. Aurora glanced at Silas. “I can handle a conversation.” “I know.” The answer came without comfort or doubt. Silas took up a crate of empty bottles and moved towards the cellar door, his left leg stiffening on the turn. He did not go far. That mattered more than if he had stayed beside her. Evan drank the water. “You’ve acquired a guard dog.” “Silas owns the place.” “And you?” “I deliver food.” His brows rose. “After Cardiff?” “Cardiff happened. Then other things happened.” “You were going to be a barrister.” “My father was going to be a barrister twice.” “You were good.” “At arguing with you?” “At everything.” The word settled between them, too polished for what it covered. Aurora folded the cloth into a square. She could have gone upstairs.
She could have asked Silas
to remove him. Both choices would let Evan leave with a version of her made from closed doors and unfinished sentences. “What happened to your face?”
His fingers went to the
scar through his
eyebrow
. “Car door.” “Did it criticise your driving?” “There she is.” “No. There you are. Still confusing cruelty with intimacy.” Colour climbed his throat.
He turned the tumbler until
the reflected green from the Raven’s sign crawled over his knuckles. “Fair.” The word disturbed her more than denial would have. Evan had hated concession.
He treated every disagreement as
a cliff edge and every apology as the shove.
He once argued for three
hours that he had not broken her phone because the floor had delivered the final blow.
Afterwards, he bought her a
newer model and checked it each night until she changed the passcode. Then he wept.
Now he sat folded over
bar water and accepted the knife. “Who told you I was here?” “No one.” “London has nine million people.” “And more pubs than sense. I walked past, saw the sign, came in.” “The green neon called to you?” “I was meeting someone.” “Who?” “My solicitor.” The old response almost escaped her, What have you done?
She caught it behind her
teeth.
She had spent years taking
his disasters as invitations. Evan saw the question anyway. “Divorce.” Aurora placed the folded cloth beneath the till. “You got married.” “Three years ago.” “Congratulations.” “You don’t mean that.” “I don’t mean anything by it. It’s a fact with a polite hat.”
He studied the melting ice
in his whisky. “She left in February.” “Then your solicitor keeps unusual offices.” “He works round the corner. I came early.” “You were never early.” “I’m many disappointing things now.” Aurora looked at him properly. The years had not simply thinned him. They had removed the scaffolding from his gestures. His shoulders no longer rose before he spoke. He did not spread his hands across the bar to claim the space. No expensive watch flashed at his cuff. A pale strip circled his ring finger, though no ring remained. He caught her looking and covered the mark with his other hand. “She said I frightened her.” A bottle struck the lip of the crate near the cellar. Silas steadied it. The sound passed, but
silence
followed it across the room. Aurora’s
pulse
pressed against the crescent scar on her wrist. “Did you?” Evan stared at her. “Once.” “No.” His jaw tightened. “Rory.” “Once is the number people use when they want forgiveness without arithmetic.” The woman by the window ended her call. Two men gathered their coats and left. Noise drained from that corner of the bar, exposing the tick-tock of the old railway clock above the shelves. Evan swallowed. “I never hit you.” “There it is.” “I’m not saying I didn’t hurt you.” “You put your fist through the bathroom door beside my head.” “I know.” “You locked me out in December without shoes.” “I know.” “You read my messages while I slept. You rang my tutor and told him I was ill. You called Eva a parasite because she noticed I’d stopped speaking in full sentences.” “I know.” His voice cracked on the last word. Aurora’s fingers had gone numb. She pressed them against the bar and felt its dents: coins, rings, decades of people asking wood to bear what flesh could not. “Do you?” “Yes.” “How convenient.” “It isn’t.” “For whom?” Evan pushed the whisky away. His trembling hand upset the water. It spread across the counter, touched his sleeve and darkened the cloth. “I didn’t come here to ask you for anything.” “You came here by accident. That grants you moral purity?” “No. Christ.” He stood too
quickly
. The stool scraped back. Aurora stepped away before she could stop herself. Evan froze. There it was. Not the broken door, not the night barefoot on wet pavement, not the apologies wrapped around blame. Four feet of polished oak stood between them, and still she had moved. His face collapsed by fractions. Silas emerged from beside the cellar door. He carried no crate now. Evan sat down. “I’m sorry,” he said. Aurora stared at the wet bar. “Which time?” “All of it.” “Lazy answer.” “You want a list?” “I wanted one five years ago.” “I wrote one.” The room
seemed to
narrow. Evan reached inside his coat. Silas moved at once, his limp erased by speed. “Hand out where I can see it.” Evan flinched and withdrew an empty palm. “An envelope. Inside pocket.” Silas came behind the bar. His hazel eyes remained on Evan. “Two fingers. Slowly.” Evan obeyed. He drew out a creased white envelope and laid it on the bar. AURORA CARTER ran across the front in black ink. Her full name, in his handwriting. The sight of it made her
stomach
clench. Evan had written shopping lists, birthday cards and notes left beneath cold mugs. He had also filled pages with rules after arguments, each sentence framed as something she needed to improve. “When?” “After she left.” “Your wife gave you a conscience?” “She gave me a mirror.” “That sounds like you’ve made her responsible for this too.” He shut his eyes. “Yes.” The answer arrived without defence. He opened them again. “Yes, that’s what I did. Am doing. I hear it now.” Aurora felt no triumph. His change offended her in a new way. She had wanted this man years ago, wanted him while she still carried her life in two Cardiff suitcases and checked every street behind her. Here he sat, diminished enough to name his tricks, and the knowledge had arrived after its usefulness expired. “You don’t get to become better in front of me.” “I know.” “Stop saying that.” “I don’t know what else survives the sentence.” She picked up the envelope. It had
weight
. Several pages, perhaps. The paper smelled faintly of tobacco, though Evan had once despised cigarettes. One corner bore a brown stain. “Did you write that to make yourself feel clean?” “Yes.” His bluntness struck harder than pleading. “At first. Then I read it and saw I’d written six pages about my suffering. I tore it up. Wrote it again.” “How many versions?” “Eleven.” A laugh escaped her. It sounded wrong, too close to a sob and too bare to disguise itself. “Eleven apologies, and you still brought me your homework.” “I didn’t know you were here.” “But now you know, and you’ve put it in my hand.” Evan looked at the envelope as if it had betrayed him. “You’re right.” He reached for it. Aurora pulled it back. His hand halted above the water. Neither of them spoke. The old maps watched from the walls, borders inked with the confidence of men who believed a line could make permanent what violence had arranged. Aurora thought of the flat upstairs, its sloped ceiling and narrow hall, the kettle Silas claimed screamed like a murder victim. She thought of Golden Empress cartons warming her palms on winter deliveries. A small life, Evan might once have called it. It had space enough for her to breathe. “Did you love her?” Evan’s hand sank to the bar. “Yes.” “More than me?” “Differently.” “Coward.” “Yes.” “Did you hurt her differently?” His lips parted. The scar through his
eyebrow
pulled white. “I didn’t touch her.” “Doors again?” “A wardrobe.” Aurora pressed the envelope flat. “She had a bag packed. I saw it. I stood in front of the bedroom door.” Her mouth dried. “For how long?” “Seven minutes.” “You counted?” “She recorded it.” Silas’s signet ring tapped once against the counter. Evan looked towards him, then back to Aurora. “I moved. She left. Her brother came later.” “The car door?” “Her brother.” A dark satisfaction stirred in Aurora, then curdled. She pictured another woman measuring the gap between Evan and freedom, phone clenched in her hand, each second made enormous by his body in the doorway. “Is she safe?” “Yes.” “From you?” “She has an order. I don’t know where she lives.” “And you obey it?” “Yes.” “Good.” Evan nodded. Aurora slid the envelope into the pocket of her black trousers. She did not forgive him. She did not owe the pages a reading. Taking them meant only that she had chosen to take them. “You should go.” “My appointment isn’t for another half-hour.” “The pavement will hold you.” He rose with care. On his feet, he seemed taller, and her muscles
registered that fact
before reason could soften it. He noticed. He moved sideways, leaving a clear path between her and the door. At the end of the bar, he placed two notes beneath the untouched whisky. “You kept the scar.” Aurora looked down at the pale crescent on her wrist. “It wasn’t removable.” “I meant visible.” “You used to say it spoiled bracelets.” “I was an arse.” “You were seventeen when you said that.” “I was already practising.” He gave her a thin, tired smile. This time it asked for nothing. That almost made it worse. Silas opened the bar door. Green light cut across Evan’s face. Evan paused on the threshold. “I saw Eva last year.” Aurora’s spine locked. “Where?” “Cardiff. Outside your parents’ house.” “Eva lives in London.” “I know.” Silas kept one hand on the door. “What were you doing at my parents’ house?” Evan’s gaze dropped to the pocket holding his letter. “Your father called me.” The bar
seemed to
tilt. “Why?” “He wanted to know whether you’d contacted me.” “I haven’t spoken to him in two years.” “I told him that.” “What did Eva say?” “She didn’t see me. She was arguing with him. Your mother came outside with a suitcase.” Aurora gripped the bar. “My mother?” A hard crack split the room. The green neon sign vanished. Glass burst inward from the front window, and Evan pitched through the doorway with blood blooming across his white shirt. Silas dragged Aurora behind the bar as a second shot punched into the old map above her head.
created_at
"2026-07-09T17:54:31.064Z"
7/9/2026, 5:54:31 PM
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772
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native_tokens_cached
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"openai/gpt-5.6-sol-20260709"
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"OpenAI"
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Evaluation details
Result
Evaluator
Details
Meta Data
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags
4
adverbTagCount
0
adverbTags
(empty)
dialogueSentences
164
tagDensity
0.024
leniency
0.049
rawRatio
0
effectiveRatio
0
95.71%
AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount
2332
totalAiIsmAdverbs
2
found
0
adverb
"quickly"
count
1
1
adverb
"slowly"
count
1
highlights
0
"quickly"
1
"slowly"
100.00%
AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (16 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
0
"Blackwood"
found
(empty)
100.00%
AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions
(empty)
found
(empty)
82.85%
AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount
2332
totalAiIsms
8
found
0
word
"eyebrow"
count
3
1
word
"trembled"
count
1
2
word
"silence"
count
1
3
word
"pulse"
count
1
4
word
"stomach"
count
1
5
word
"weight"
count
1
highlights
0
"eyebrow"
1
"trembled"
2
"silence"
3
"pulse"
4
"stomach"
5
"weight"
100.00%
Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches
0
maxInWindow
0
found
(empty)
highlights
(empty)
100.00%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells
0
narrationSentences
181
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount
0
hedgeCount
2
narrationSentences
181
filterMatches
(empty)
hedgeMatches
0
"seemed to"
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences
341
gibberishSentences
0
adjustedGibberishSentences
0
longSentenceCount
0
runOnParagraphCount
0
giantParagraphCount
0
wordSaladCount
0
repetitionLoopCount
0
controlTokenCount
0
repeatedSegmentCount
0
maxSentenceWordsSeen
31
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans
0
markdownWords
0
totalWords
2332
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions
21
unquotedAttributions
0
matches
(empty)
33.33%
Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions
82
wordCount
1572
uniqueNames
9
maxNameDensity
2.16
worstName
"Evan"
maxWindowNameDensity
4
worstWindowName
"Evan"
discoveredNames
Evan
34
Raven
2
Nest
1
Prague
1
Silas
17
Aurora
24
Cardiff
1
Golden
1
Empress
1
persons
0
"Evan"
1
"Raven"
2
"Nest"
3
"Silas"
4
"Aurora"
places
0
"Prague"
1
"Cardiff"
globalScore
0.419
windowScore
0.333
100.00%
Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences
114
glossingSentenceCount
1
matches
0
"seemed taller and her muscles registered that fact before reason could soften it"
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches
0
per1kWords
0
wordCount
2332
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount
1
totalSentences
341
matches
0
"registered that fact"
100.00%
Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs
255
mean
9.15
std
12.18
cv
1.332
sampleLengths
0
12
1
10
2
61
3
12
4
12
5
7
6
4
7
62
8
6
9
48
10
1
11
1
12
2
13
3
14
14
15
13
16
53
17
5
18
13
19
6
20
2
21
58
22
8
23
4
24
4
25
6
26
5
27
23
28
4
29
2
30
10
31
3
32
28
33
1
34
3
35
7
36
10
37
4
38
5
39
2
40
43
41
4
42
5
43
4
44
2
45
3
46
3
47
2
48
6
49
7
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount
0
totalSentences
181
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount
0
totalVerbs
285
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount
0
semicolonCount
0
flaggedSentences
0
totalSentences
341
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
94.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount
1575
adjectiveStacks
1
stackExamples
0
"left beneath cold mugs."
adverbCount
47
adverbRatio
0.029841269841269842
lyAdverbCount
6
lyAdverbRatio
0.0038095238095238095
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences
341
echoCount
0
echoWords
(empty)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences
341
mean
6.84
std
5.27
cv
0.771
sampleLengths
0
12
1
10
2
12
3
3
4
3
5
19
6
17
7
7
8
12
9
3
10
9
11
3
12
4
13
4
14
9
15
19
16
11
17
5
18
18
19
6
20
7
21
12
22
6
23
23
24
1
25
1
26
2
27
3
28
5
29
9
30
8
31
5
32
6
33
19
34
16
35
12
36
5
37
7
38
6
39
6
40
2
41
12
42
5
43
16
44
25
45
8
46
4
47
4
48
6
49
5
46.48%
Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats
12
diversityRatio
0.26099706744868034
totalSentences
341
uniqueOpeners
89
58.14%
Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount
3
totalSentences
172
matches
0
"Once, that twitch had meant"
1
"Afterwards, he bought her a"
2
"Then he wept."
ratio
0.017
89.77%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount
56
totalSentences
172
matches
0
"His free hand trembled against"
1
"Her fingers tightened."
2
"Her left sleeve slipped back,"
3
"He had always collected her"
4
"His silver signet ring clicked"
5
"Her hand needed a task."
6
"His mouth twitched."
7
"He filled it with tap"
8
"It lacked its former shine."
9
"He did not go far."
10
"His brows rose."
11
"She could have gone upstairs."
12
"She could have asked Silas"
13
"His fingers went to the"
14
"He turned the tumbler until"
15
"He treated every disagreement as"
16
"He once argued for three"
17
"She caught it behind her"
18
"She had spent years taking"
19
"He studied the melting ice"
ratio
0.326
29.77%
Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount
148
totalSentences
172
matches
0
"Aurora stopped with two empty"
1
"The man at the far"
2
"His free hand trembled against"
3
"Her fingers tightened."
4
"The glasses knocked together with"
5
"Evan lowered the whisky."
6
"Men bent over their pints"
7
"A woman near the green"
8
"Ice rattled in a shaker."
9
"Silas glanced up from the"
10
"Aurora set the glasses under"
11
"Her left sleeve slipped back,"
12
"Evan’s gaze found it at"
13
"He had always collected her"
14
"Silas closed the till drawer."
15
"His silver signet ring clicked"
16
"Evan looked from Silas to"
17
"Something old passed over his"
18
"Years ago, he would have"
19
"Aurora picked up a cloth"
ratio
0.86
87.21%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount
3
totalSentences
172
matches
0
"Now his navy coat sagged"
1
"Now he rubbed his thumb"
2
"Now he sat folded over"
ratio
0.017
100.00%
Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences
60
technicalSentenceCount
2
matches
0
"Something old passed over his face, a reflexive contempt for men who did not need to perform their strength."
1
"The old maps watched from the walls, borders inked with the confidence of men who believed a line could make permanent what violence had arranged."
100.00%
Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags
4
uselessAdditionCount
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags
4
fancyCount
0
fancyTags
(empty)
dialogueSentences
164
tagDensity
0.024
leniency
0.049
rawRatio
0
effectiveRatio
0
90.5752%