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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>
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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>

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The third deadbolt clicked before I finished turning it. "You're supposed to be in Paris." Lucien stood in the hall with his shoulders against the opposite wall, as if he owned the peeling paint. His charcoal suit looked pressed. His cane hung loose from one hand. The other held a battered paper bag that leaked curry smell into the stairwell. He didn't move. "You changed the locks," he said. "I didn't. Eva did." I left the door open a hand's breadth. I didn't step back. "You didn't answer my question." "Eva's cat hates me." He glanced past me. "I see he still does." Ptolemy shot from the top of the bookshelves, landed on the kitchen counter, and knocked a stack of Eva's carefully annotated scrolls straight onto the lino. His tail puffed to twice its size. He stared at Lucien like a small, murderous landlord. "You shouldn't be here," I said. "Evidently." His mismatched gaze dropped to my wrist. That old crescent caught the hall light. "You kept the scar." I pulled my sleeve down. "Two years, no calls, no letters, and your opener is my medical history? Riveting stuff, Moreau." He finally pushed off the wall and stepped forward. One step. The ivory handle of his cane tapped once against the threshold, but he didn't cross it. "May I come in, Rory?" Eva's flat exhaled around me. Turmeric and old paper and Ptolemy's litter tray and the damp that never left Brick Lane no matter how high you turned the heating. The low table was buried under surveillance photos I'd printed at the library. Lucien's face among them, circled in red marker. Because he had vanished mid-job, because a client of his had tried to sell my name to something that lived under the Thames, because I had bled for him and he had left. He followed my glance. "Ah," he said quietly. "Yeah. Ah." I stepped back and let the door swing wide. It was either that or slam it on his polished shoes. "In. But the bag stays out unless you nicked that curry from upstairs." He ducked inside. Ptolemy hissed. Lucien set the paper bag on the single clear corner of Eva's kitchen worktop. He took in the room without moving his head much, that old fixer's habit. Three deadbolts, window latch, fire escape blocked with a bookcase, my jacket slung over a chair with my delivery satchel underneath. "You live here now?" he asked. "Eva's on a research trip. Cornwall. Ley lines or some bollocks." I locked the deadbolts again, all three, with more force than necessary. "I'm watering the cat. So to speak. The cat waters himself with spite." He smiled. Barely. "You look tired." "And you look expensive. Some things never change." I folded my arms. "Why are you here?" He uncapped his cane. The motion was smooth, practised. The thin blade inside caught the kitchen strip light and then vanished again as he turned the cane over and used the tip to nudge the paper bag toward me. "I brought dinner. From Yu-Fei. She said you missed a shift." Yu-Fei never said anything of the sort. Yu-Fei docked pay if you breathed wrong. "Lucien." He sighed. For the first time his perfect posture cracked. He leaned his weight on the cane. His amber eye looked bloodshot. The black one swallowed light. "Someone put a bounty on you," he said. The words landed flat. No dramatics. He delivered bad news in French, English, and demonic contract law the same way. Ptolemy stopped hissing. "Who?" I asked. "Avaros. Lower courts. Not my father's house, but they gossip." He slid a folded piece of heavy paper from his inside pocket. Not paper. Vellum. It felt warm. My name written in a language that tried to crawl off the edge. Aurora Carter, with a line through the middle. Malphora underneath, in different ink. My stomach dropped. "Malphora was supposed to be buried," I said. My voice sounded steady. I was proud of that. "It was. Until you used it last month on the river." He tapped the word. "You drew attention. They think you stole something." "I didn't steal anything. I closed the door. It was eating the kids from the estate." "You closed it with their key." I stared at the vellum. The ink writhed. "You left," I said. The non sequitur snapped out before I could bite it. "You left after Bethnal Green. You said you'd call when the heat died down. You said —" "I said I'd keep you alive," he cut in, soft. "C'est ce que j'ai fait." "By disappearing?" "By leading them south. To Marseille. To my mother's grave, would you believe it? They desecrate elegantly in Avaros." He stepped closer. The flat was cramped enough that one step halved the distance. I smelled his cologne, that clean, sharp citrus and old wood smell, undercut with something metallic I knew wasn't cologne at all. My back hit the bookshelves. A scroll tumbled. "I monitored from afar," he went on. "Lucien the faithful watchdog. Except watchdogs bite, Rory. And you started biting back. Using that name. Drawing sigils like Eva taught you. Playing fixer while I was gone." "I had to. Someone had to pay rent." I tilted my chin up. "Don't flatter yourself. I wasn't waiting." "No?" His hand came up. He didn't touch me. He hovered, knuckles inches from my cheek, as if I might burn him. "You kept my coat." It hung on Eva's overcrowded coat rail. Too long, charcoal wool, slit at the back for his cane. "Evidence," I said. "Liar." His voice dropped. "You were always a terrible liar." "And you were always a brilliant arsehole." That got a real smile out of him. Quick and crooked and wrong on his usually immaculate mouth. "Still are," he admitted. Ptolemy leapt down and wound between his ankles, then promptly sank claws into his trouser leg. Lucien winced with absurd politeness. I should have pushed him away. Two years I had scrubbed that river mud from my boots. Two years of telling Eva I was fine, of delivering noodles to keep my mind blank, of sleeping with the light on because every shadow whispered Malphora in that crawling script. And now here he stood, smelling like home and danger, telling me demons put a price on my head like it was a parking ticket. Instead I stared at his mouth. "How much?" I asked. "Enough to buy this building." "Fuck." "Precisely my thought." He reached past me then to steady the tilting shelf. His sleeve rode up. Pale forearm, a fresh set of angry, raised welts that spelled something in demonic. I grabbed his wrist before I thought. The skin felt hot. "Lucien. What is this?" "Collateral." He tried to pull back. I held tighter, thumb over that new scar. My old crescent pressed against his fresh wounds. "You traded for me?" "Not yet. Pre-emptive offer." He finally looked away. "They wanted confirmation of your location. I gave them a false one. The welts are a courtesy reminder that lies have interest rates." "You're bleeding into my kitchen." "Metaphorically." "Literally." I tugged. "Sit." "I prefer to stand." "Sit before you fall over, you dramatic French prat." He sat. Or rather, he folded onto Eva's sagging futon with a controlled collapse that sent a cloud of cat hair into the air. Ptolemy abandoned his trousers and claimed his lap instantly, purring like a chainsaw. Traitor. I crouched in front of him and pulled the first aid box from under the sink. The vellum still burned where I had dropped it. The sigil on it pulsed faster. "That bounty's not the only thing tracking you," he said, watching my hands. "You left residual. On the river. It's like perfume. Sweet girl, strong perfume, demons follow." "I'm not sweet." "You are when you sleep." I paused with the antiseptic. "You watched me sleep?" "Once. After Bethnal Green. You snore." "I do not snore." "You do. Like a tiny, furious badger." His amber eye softened. "I left because if I stayed, they would have found you through me. Same reason I am here now. Because staying away no longer keeps you safe." Quiet filled the flat, thick as the curry steam from his bag. He cupped my face then. No hovering. Palm warm, thumb brushing the corner of my mouth. I leaned into it before my brain caught up. Stupid body. Stupid heart that remembered every illicit night in the back room of Silas' bar before everything went to hell. His breath hitched. "Rory." Someone knocked. Not on my door. On Eva's. Three sharp raps that made Ptolemy's fur stand on end again. Not a neighbour knock. A fist that expected an answer. Lucien froze. His black eye bled wide until the amber vanished. He shoved Ptolemy off silently and rose, cane in hand, blade already half out. The vellum on the floor burst into black flame. "Entrez?" a voice called from the hall. Light, female, amused. Speaking English with a strange, thick accent that made my teeth ache. "Little Malphora? We know you're home. We followed the pretty Frenchman's perfume." Lucien looked at me. Pure panic. Real panic, on the face of a half-demon who never panicked. He mouthed one word. *Run.*
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags30
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"he said quietly [quietly]"
1"I stepped back [back]"
dialogueSentences74
tagDensity0.405
leniency0.811
rawRatio0.067
effectiveRatio0.054
93.55% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1550
totalAiIsmAdverbs2
found
0
adverb"carefully"
count1
1
adverb"precisely"
count1
highlights
0"carefully"
1"precisely"
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)
80.65% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1550
totalAiIsms6
found
0
word"perfect"
count1
1
word"weight"
count1
2
word"stomach"
count1
3
word"grave"
count1
4
word"reminder"
count1
5
word"pulsed"
count1
highlights
0"perfect"
1"weight"
2"stomach"
3"grave"
4"reminder"
5"pulsed"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"stomach dropped/sank"
count1
highlights
0"stomach dropped"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences143
matches
0"was proud"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences143
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"tried to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences186
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen34
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords1
totalWords1550
ratio0.001
matches
0"Run."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions20
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions33
wordCount1070
uniqueNames12
maxNameDensity0.75
worstName"Ptolemy"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Ptolemy"
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Ptolemy8
Eva7
Lucien7
Brick1
Lane1
Thames1
French1
English2
Carter1
Malphora2
Quiet1
Light1
persons
0"Ptolemy"
1"Eva"
2"Lucien"
3"Carter"
4"Quiet"
places
0"Brick"
1"Lane"
2"Thames"
3"French"
4"Light"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences67
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.645
wordCount1550
matches
0"Not my father's house, but they gossip"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences186
matches
0"scrubbed that river"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs92
mean16.85
std16.7
cv0.991
sampleLengths
09
16
245
33
46
521
613
742
86
919
1021
1127
125
1383
144
154
1635
175
1849
196
2036
216
2216
2339
2411
2514
261
2727
288
2920
303
313
3254
333
3417
3523
3616
376
388
3931
4015
412
4255
438
4435
4519
4626
4718
483
4910
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences143
matches
0"was buried"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs188
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences186
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount730
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount21
adverbRatio0.028767123287671233
lyAdverbCount6
lyAdverbRatio0.00821917808219178
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences186
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences186
mean8.33
std6.54
cv0.785
sampleLengths
09
16
219
35
47
514
63
76
812
94
105
118
125
1326
147
159
166
178
187
194
205
2116
229
232
2416
255
265
2724
2813
298
3033
314
324
3311
3411
3513
363
372
3814
3914
4021
416
4223
4313
442
451
463
4712
484
494
56.99% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats9
diversityRatio0.3709677419354839
totalSentences186
uniqueOpeners69
57.97% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences115
matches
0"Too long, charcoal wool, slit"
1"Instead I stared at his"
ratio0.017
11.30% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount60
totalSentences115
matches
0"His charcoal suit looked pressed."
1"His cane hung loose from"
2"He didn't move."
3"I left the door open"
4"I didn't step back."
5"He glanced past me"
6"His tail puffed to twice"
7"He stared at Lucien like"
8"His mismatched gaze dropped to"
9"I pulled my sleeve down."
10"He finally pushed off the"
11"He followed my glance."
12"he said quietly"
13"I stepped back and let"
14"It was either that or"
15"He ducked inside."
16"He took in the room"
17"I locked the deadbolts again,"
18"I folded my arms"
19"He uncapped his cane."
ratio0.522
46.96% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount95
totalSentences115
matches
0"The third deadbolt clicked before"
1"Lucien stood in the hall"
2"His charcoal suit looked pressed."
3"His cane hung loose from"
4"The other held a battered"
5"He didn't move."
6"I left the door open"
7"I didn't step back."
8"He glanced past me"
9"Ptolemy shot from the top"
10"His tail puffed to twice"
11"He stared at Lucien like"
12"His mismatched gaze dropped to"
13"That old crescent caught the"
14"I pulled my sleeve down."
15"He finally pushed off the"
16"The ivory handle of his"
17"Eva's flat exhaled around me."
18"The low table was buried"
19"Lucien's face among them, circled"
ratio0.826
43.48% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences115
matches
0"Because he had vanished mid-job,"
ratio0.009
37.82% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences34
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"Lucien stood in the hall with his shoulders against the opposite wall, as if he owned the peeling paint."
1"Because he had vanished mid-job, because a client of his had tried to sell my name to something that lived under the Thames, because I had bled for him and he h…"
2"He hovered, knuckles inches from my cheek, as if I might burn him."
3"Pale forearm, a fresh set of angry, raised welts that spelled something in demonic."
4"Three sharp raps that made Ptolemy's fur stand on end again."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags30
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"he cut, soft"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags13
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"he admitted (admit)"
dialogueSentences74
tagDensity0.176
leniency0.351
rawRatio0.077
effectiveRatio0.027
87.6236%