Run: 2026-07-09-01KX40S5N2AJJ1QB16SVH0PEB3

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Duration:
32.0s
Cost:
$0.033680
Provider:
OpenAI

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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

AI
Aurora dropped the pint before it struck the floor. Foam ran over her knuckles. The glass had tipped from a man's hand at the end of the bar, caught between two fingers before gravity finished its claim. She set it upright, slid it back towards him, and took the note he shoved across the counter. “Your reflexes are wasted on noodles, love.” “Then order something difficult.” He laughed without showing teeth. Rory pocketed the note and turned towards the till. The Raven’s Nest held its breath in the spaces between songs. A low blues record rasped from the speakers. Old maps sagged beneath nicotine-coloured glass, their borders drawn by men who believed a line on paper could own a sea. Above the front door, the green neon raven painted sickly light across the wet pavement outside. Inside, beer, citrus polish, damp wool, and fried onions made their own stubborn weather. Silas stood at the far end, drying a glass with a white cloth that had known cleaner days. His silver signet ring tapped the rim. “Third table wants the bill,” he said. “They have been nursing one bottle of red for ninety minutes. They want mercy.” “They want theatre. Give them a total that hurts.” Rory smiled despite herself and lifted the receipt book. Then the man by the wall said her name. “Laila?” The name struck with the clean force of a slap. Her hand closed around the receipt book. Nobody in London called her that. Not Eva, not Silas, not Yu-Fei, not the regulars who knew which nights she delivered food and which she took shifts at the Nest. Laila belonged to another city, another small life, to a kitchen with lemon-scented cleaner on the floor and a mother calling upstairs that tea had gone cold. She turned. He had risen halfway from a shadowed booth, one hand pressed flat against the table. His hair had once curled over his forehead in a brown mess. Now it lay cropped close to his skull, silver threaded through the dark. His face had narrowed. A pale ridge ran from the corner of his mouth to his jaw, as though someone had drawn a blade there and later regretted it. But his eyes had not changed. Grey-green. Watchful. Liam Hughes had always looked as though he had overheard a joke about him and meant to find out who had told it. “Don’t call me that,” Rory said. His mouth altered, not quite a smile. “Right. Aurora.” “No one calls me Aurora either.” “Rory, then.” She set the receipt book down with care. “You’ve had years to practise.” Silas stopped polishing the glass. Rory felt his attention without looking at him. He did not interrupt. He never entered a room’s trouble before he had measured its exits. Liam glanced at the stool beside him. “Sit down.” “I’m working.” “You used to bunk chemistry to smoke behind the sports hall with me. I thought you might spare five minutes.” “You used to steal my lunch money.” “That was one time.” “You took it for a month.” “You had better snacks than I did.” Rory crossed the bar before she had given herself permission. Not to sit. To see him more clearly. His coat was expensive, charcoal wool cut close at the shoulders. A dark shirt showed at his throat. His left hand rested on the table, bare except for a thick scar that crossed his thumb and disappeared beneath his cuff. He looked at her wrist. The small crescent scar showed where her sleeve had ridden up. “You still have it,” he said. “So do you.” His gaze lifted. “What?” “You still look at people’s hands before their face.” He withdrew his hand beneath the table. For a beat, neither spoke. The old habit had arrived before the old affection could. They had been sixteen the last time they had sat across from each other without a crowd between them. Sixteen, and loud with the faith that all damage belonged to other families. Silas came over, his limp slight but clear across the worn floorboards. He put a fresh glass on the table. “Whisky,” he said. “For the gentleman. House pours. No charge.” Liam gave him a measured look. “I didn’t order whisky.” “No. You ordered a reunion, which tends to require it.” Rory folded her arms. “Silas, this is Liam.” “Mr Hughes.” “Just Liam.” “That has not been true for some time.” Liam’s eyes moved from Silas to Rory. “You’ve found interesting employers.” “I live upstairs.” “Of course you do.” Something in his tone caught. Not judgement. Recognition, perhaps. The sound of someone who knew too much about cheap rooms above businesses and the people who chose them. Silas laid two fingers on the table, then leaned towards Rory. “Five minutes,” he said. “After that, you decide whether this man gets another.” He walked away. Liam watched him go. “Is he always that welcoming?” “He likes people once he has searched their pockets in his head.” “And has he searched mine?” “He already knows what he found.” The whisky waited untouched between them. Rory pulled out the chair opposite him and sat. The leather sighed under her weight. From this angle she could see the groove beside Liam’s left ear, a jagged line half-hidden by his hair. “What happened?” she asked. He did not feign ignorance. “Which part?” “Your face.” “Manchester.” “That narrows nothing down.” “It was supposed to.” He lifted the whisky but did not drink. The bar caught in the amber surface, warped and trembling. “I heard you moved,” he said. “After college.” “I didn’t finish.” “No.” “You know that?” “People tell stories.” “Who?” “Your cousin Nia, once. At a funeral. She said you had gone to London.” Rory stared at him. “Whose funeral?” He looked down at the glass. “Dad’s.” The blues record clicked, stalled, and found its rhythm again. Rory had met Liam’s father twice. Both times, he had stood in the Hugheses’ narrow hall with a cigarette cradled between two fingers, smiling at the children as if they had arrived to perform. He had called Liam boy. He had called Rory sweetheart. When Liam moved too quickly, his father’s hand would settle on the back of his neck. Rory remembered the shape of that hand. “I’m sorry,” she said. “Are you?” The question had no heat in it. That made it worse. “Yes.” He nodded once. “Good. Someone ought to be.” Her fingers tightened around the edge of the table. “What did you mean, people tell stories?” “Nothing worth repeating.” “That makes it worth repeating.” Liam drank. His throat worked once. He put the glass down, wiped the moisture from his fingertips against his trousers. “You left him,” he said. Rory knew who he meant. Evan had occupied too much air for one man. Even now, hearing that blunt past tense gave him a presence he had not earned. “I left.” “People made it sound dramatic.” “It was dramatic.” “They said he got arrested.” “He did.” “For what?” Rory looked past him. The wall map behind his shoulder showed an old London, all close streets and faded ink. A river ran through it like a wound stitched badly shut. “Liam,” she said. “You found me in a bar after nine years. Is this what you came for?” “Nine years and four months.” “Did you count?” “I had a reason.” The words landed with the soft finality of a door bolt. Rory pushed back from the table. “Five minutes are up.” He caught her wrist. Not hard. Not enough to hurt. His thumb rested a breath from the crescent scar. Still, her body moved before thought. Her free hand drove the whisky glass from the table. It struck the floor and broke with a sharp, bright crack. The room turned. Rory stood over him, chest tight, shoulders squared. Liam had released her at once. His hand remained raised between them, empty. Silas crossed the bar with no hurry at all. That was how Rory knew he had become dangerous. “Hands where I can see them,” he said. Liam looked at him. “I made a mistake.” “You made a sound. A mistake follows if you remain seated.” “Silas,” Rory said. He kept his eyes on Liam. “Does he leave under his own power?” “Yes.” Liam gave a small, humourless laugh. “Still letting other people speak for you, Laila?” Rory’s face went cold. Silas’s signet ring flashed as his hand closed around Liam’s shoulder. Not a threat. A fact. “You will use the name she permits,” Silas said. “You will stand. Then you will leave.” Liam rose. He stood taller than Rory remembered, or perhaps the years had stripped away whatever made boys seem small. His chair shoved backwards. A pair at the next table stared openly now. Someone had lowered the music. He reached inside his coat. Silas shifted his grip. Rory moved first. She caught Liam’s wrist and twisted it outwards, hard enough to make him gasp. A folded envelope fell from his hand and skidded across the floorboards. No weapon. No relief. Silas kicked the envelope beneath the bar, then drove Liam against the wall beside the old photographs. The framed faces rattled. Liam did not fight. His head struck the plaster with a flat sound. Rory flinched before she could stop herself. “Enough,” she said. Silas held him there another moment. His hazel eyes gave nothing away. “You have ten seconds,” Silas said. “Use them well.” Liam’s gaze found Rory over Silas’s shoulder. Blood shone at the corner of his mouth where he had bitten it. “It’s not about Evan.” “Then don’t make it about him.” “It’s about your father.” Rory went still. Liam swallowed. His voice had changed. The old Cardiff edges came through, softened by years, worn thin by something harsher. “Brendan Carter didn’t die in Cardiff,” he said. “He died three weeks ago in Prague.” Silas’s hand tightened on his shoulder. Liam looked at the older man, then back at Rory. “And someone had his phone. They called me. They said you were next.”
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags17
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences93
tagDensity0.183
leniency0.366
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
97.03% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1681
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"quickly"
count1
highlights
0"quickly"
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)
88.10% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1681
totalAiIsms4
found
0
word"measured"
count2
1
word"affection"
count1
2
word"weight"
count1
highlights
0"measured"
1"affection"
2"weight"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences157
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences157
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences234
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen28
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1681
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions28
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
16.67% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions72
wordCount1220
uniqueNames10
maxNameDensity2.13
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity4.5
worstWindowName"Liam"
discoveredNames
Raven1
Nest2
Rory26
London2
Eva1
Silas15
Yu-Fei1
Hughes1
Liam22
Cardiff1
persons
0"Raven"
1"Rory"
2"Eva"
3"Silas"
4"Hughes"
5"Liam"
places
0"London"
1"Cardiff"
globalScore0.434
windowScore0.167
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences91
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
wordCount1681
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences234
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs157
mean10.71
std13.32
cv1.244
sampleLengths
09
146
27
34
414
570
625
77
814
99
109
119
121
1310
1464
152
1669
176
1825
196
207
212
226
232
248
255
2629
277
282
292
3020
317
324
336
347
3558
365
3711
386
393
403
411
429
437
4447
4520
4610
476
484
4910
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences157
matches
0"been sixteen"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs228
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences234
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount846
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"beneath nicotine-coloured glass,"
adverbCount15
adverbRatio0.01773049645390071
lyAdverbCount2
lyAdverbRatio0.002364066193853428
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences234
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences234
mean7.18
std5.24
cv0.73
sampleLengths
09
15
223
318
47
54
65
79
811
98
1021
1116
1214
1318
147
157
1614
179
189
199
201
2110
227
236
2424
2527
262
2715
2812
2913
304
3125
326
331
341
3523
366
377
382
396
402
418
425
435
448
454
4612
477
482
492
48.58% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats8
diversityRatio0.31196581196581197
totalSentences234
uniqueOpeners73
25.84% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences129
matches
0"Then the man by the"
ratio0.008
92.87% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount41
totalSentences129
matches
0"She set it upright, slid"
1"He laughed without showing teeth."
2"His silver signet ring tapped"
3"Her hand closed around the"
4"He had risen halfway from"
5"His hair had once curled"
6"His face had narrowed."
7"His mouth altered, not quite"
8"She set the receipt book"
9"He did not interrupt."
10"He never entered a room’s"
11"His coat was expensive, charcoal"
12"His left hand rested on"
13"He looked at her wrist."
14"His gaze lifted."
15"He withdrew his hand beneath"
16"They had been sixteen the"
17"He put a fresh glass"
18"He walked away."
19"He did not feign ignorance."
ratio0.318
25.89% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount112
totalSentences129
matches
0"Aurora dropped the pint before"
1"Foam ran over her knuckles."
2"The glass had tipped from"
3"She set it upright, slid"
4"He laughed without showing teeth."
5"Rory pocketed the note and"
6"The Raven’s Nest held its"
7"A low blues record rasped"
8"Silas stood at the far"
9"His silver signet ring tapped"
10"Rory smiled despite herself and"
11"The name struck with the"
12"Her hand closed around the"
13"Nobody in London called her"
14"Laila belonged to another city,"
15"He had risen halfway from"
16"His hair had once curled"
17"His face had narrowed."
18"A pale ridge ran from"
19"Liam Hughes had always looked"
ratio0.868
100.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount3
totalSentences129
matches
0"Now it lay cropped close"
1"To see him more clearly."
2"Even now, hearing that blunt"
ratio0.023
79.37% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences45
technicalSentenceCount4
matches
0"Old maps sagged beneath nicotine-coloured glass, their borders drawn by men who believed a line on paper could own a sea."
1"Not Eva, not Silas, not Yu-Fei, not the regulars who knew which nights she delivered food and which she took shifts at the Nest."
2"His left hand rested on the table, bare except for a thick scar that crossed his thumb and disappeared beneath his cuff."
3"The sound of someone who knew too much about cheap rooms above businesses and the people who chose them."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags17
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags16
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences93
tagDensity0.172
leniency0.344
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
88.9445%