Run: 2026-09-02-01M1H9A3A7ZD3NWXK8W91KA2Y0

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Duration:
8m 5s
Cost:
$0.130692
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Alibaba

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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
The bottle slipped through my fingers and Silas let it fall. It hit the brass footrail and burst. Beer hissed over my trainers. Silas lifted an eyebrow. "You're paying for that." I opened my mouth. The door opened behind me. Green neon cut a stripe across the floorboards and stopped at Eva's shoes. She stood with one hand on the frame. Her black coat had shoulders sharp enough to cut a lie. Her hair fell short and severe. The woman I remembered had worn her hair in a long dark rope, tied with ribbon, ink stains on her cuffs. This woman wore no ink. She wore control. "Rory." The name came out thin. A ghost. The mirror behind the bar gave me back a pale face and bright blue eyes too wide. My black hair had slipped from its tie. I pushed it back. Silas picked up the dustpan. His signet ring clicked against the handle. His grey-streaked beard caught the low light. "Friends?" "From Cardiff." Eva's gaze held mine. "Cardiff. Before." Silas looked from one of us to the other. He had that way of holding still while the room decided what it wanted to be. His hazel eyes caught the light and kept it. "Sit. You need strong drink and weak questions." Eva stepped inside. "I need both." I stayed by the broken bottle. Glass glinted in the beer. My left wrist itched where the crescent scar lay under my cuff. I pressed my thumb into it. Eva saw. Of course she saw. "Still doing that." "Doing what?" "Pressing your thumb into the scar when you decide whether to throw me out." "I haven't decided." "Good. I'll stand until you do." Silas swept the glass into the pan. The limp in his left leg showed when he bent. He straightened with the dustpan full and no hurry. "Table by the maps." The Raven's Nest kept its usual low murmur even when the room was empty. The old maps drank the light. The black-and-white photographs watched. A shelf of bottles threw small amber stars against the mirror. Outside, the green sign buzzed faintly. The bar breathed through it. I pulled out a chair. Eva sat. She put her hands flat on the table. No bag. No phone. That frightened me more than luggage would have. Silas set a bottle on the table. "Gin. It's the only thing that asks no questions." "Thank you." He poured. The gin smelled sharp and cold. He set a glass of water by me. "I didn't ask for water." "You look as if you've forgotten how." Eva lifted her glass. Her nails were bare. Her knuckles had the dry look of winter, though the season had not earned it. She drank. The liquid moved through her throat once, twice. Then she set the glass down with a small click. "You work here." "I live above." "Delivery jacket on the hook. Golden Empress." "You have good eyes." "You used to quote contract law at parties. Now you deliver chow mein." "Chow mein keeps the rent paid." "You always hated rent." "I hated a lot of things." She looked around the bar. Her gaze touched the maps, the photographs, the door behind the bar, the bookshelf set into the far wall. It did not linger on the bookshelf. That, too, frightened me. "Why are you here, Eva?" "I came to London for a hearing." "What hearing?" "Not yours." "Whose?" She did not answer. She drank again. Silas moved to the other end of the bar and began to wipe glasses. He did it with the patience of a man who had learned that secrets loosened when hands stayed busy. "You look well." "I look expensive." "That's not the same." "No." "You became a barrister." "You left a vacancy." The words landed between us. I picked up my water. The glass was cold. I did not drink. "You wanted chambers." "I wanted you to stop running." "I stopped running when I got here." "No. You changed your name and took stairs instead of lifts." "I still stopped." A smile passed over her mouth and died before it reached her eyes. "You always did that. Turn survival into a verdict." "You always helped yourself to the summing-up." "Old habits." "Are they?" She folded her hands. One thumb moved over the other, a quick nervous stroke. The old Eva had argued with her whole body. She had leaned across tables, thrown pens, laughed too loud in libraries. This woman sat like every movement cost interest. "I saw him." My water trembled. I set the glass down. "Who?" "Don't make me say it first." "Evan." The name lay on the table between us, cold and hard. "He came to my chambers." "When?" "Tuesday." "Tuesday." "He waited until clerks left. He knew the building. He knew the robing room. He knew the name on my door." "Did he threaten you?" "He asked about you." "I'm not there." "I know." "How does he know where you are?" She looked at her glass. The gin had gone cloudy with melt from her palm. "He had a photograph." "Of me?" "Of you outside the Golden Empress. You were holding a paper bag. Your hair was wet. There's a chip on the pavement behind you." My stomach turned. I kept my face still. "How did he get it?" "I don't know." "Eva." "I don't know." "He doesn't take photographs for fun." "No." "Did he follow you?" "No." "Did he touch you?" Her chin lifted. A small, hard movement. The old Eva used to lift her chin before she told a teacher exactly where the rulebook lived. "He put his hand on my arm." The chair scraped. I was on my feet. Silas stopped wiping glasses. Silas's voice came low. "Sit." I sat. "Where on your arm?" Eva unfastened the cuff of her coat. Beneath it, the sleeve of her blouse was white and neat. She turned the cuff back. Four faint marks sat on the inner wrist. Not fresh. Not gone. They looked like the ghost of fingers. I stared at them. "He said he needed to know if you were still in London." "And you told him nothing." "I told him I hadn't heard from you in three years." "Was that true?" "It was true enough." "Enough?" "I hadn't heard from you, Rory. You changed your number. You left your flat. You stopped answering my mother's letters." "I answered your mother." "Once. Postcard. No address." "I needed time." "You needed to vanish." "You told me to leave." "I told you to get away. I didn't tell you to take yourself out of the world." "You didn't answer the phone." "I did answer. Once. You were already on the train." "I heard it ring in your hand." "That's not possible." "It rang, Rory. You looked at the screen and put it in your pocket." My throat closed. I could hear the green sign buzzing above the door. I could hear the ice in Silas's bucket shift. Silas set the polishing cloth down. He came over and stood beside our table. His shadow fell over the marks on Eva's wrist. "May I?" Eva looked at him. "You're the landlord." "I'm the man who owns the gin." She let him look at her wrist. His eyes narrowed. He did not touch her skin. "Recent enough. Clean enough to be careful. He wanted you to see it and remember." "He's good at reminders." Silas pulled a chair and sat. The wood creaked under his weight. He folded his hands on the table. The signet ring turned once in the low light. "His name." "Evan Marsh." "Cardiff?" "Yes." "Police?" "I reported him before I left. Nothing stuck. He had friends who liked him. He had a mouth that made judges feel paternal." "Family money?" "Some." Silas nodded once. Not surprise. Inventory. "Why now?" Eva looked at me. "Because he asked me to meet him again." "You didn't." "I did." "Why?" "He said he had something that belonged to you." My throat closed again. I thought of the flat. The box under the bed. The spare key. The old laptop. "What?" "He wouldn't say." "And you came here." "I came here because he mentioned this bar." The room went still. The buzz of the green sign dropped into the walls. "He knows where I work." "He knows where you live." Silas stood. He moved to the front window and tilted the blind with one finger. The street outside gave back its usual dark shapes. Bins. A black cab. The shine of wet pavement. He let the blind fall. "He mentioned the bar. Did he mention the sign?" Eva looked towards the green glow above the door. "The Raven's Nest." "Words?" "Green neon. He said it looked like a place where sensible people went to forget their names." Silas gave a short laugh without humour. "He's getting poetic." "He's getting close." Silas went behind the bar. He lifted the flap and came back with a small iron key. He walked to the bookshelf. His limp pulled at his stride. He fitted the key into a spot hidden behind a row of warped leather spines. Something inside the shelf answered with a heavy click. The case swung inward on silent hinges. Behind it, a narrow passage held its breath. Stone walls. A single brass hook. No window. Eva stared. "You have a back room." "I have a room. The back is optional." I looked at him. "What's happening?" "Insurance." "Silas." "Your friend has brought a man's shadow into my bar. I don't keep shadows. I keep exits." Eva's phone buzzed in her coat pocket. She did not move. It buzzed again. Then again. Long. Short. Long. Silas held out his hand. "Give it here." Eva took the phone from her pocket. The screen lit. One word repeated. Unknown. Unknown. Unknown. She showed it to us. Her hand had begun to shake. "I didn't give him this number." "You gave him your card?" "No." "Your clerk?" "He doesn't have my personal number." The phone buzzed a fourth time. Silas took it. He pressed answer and put it to his ear. He said nothing. The voice on the other end came out tinny and small. I knew it before I heard the words. I knew the soft, reasonable cadence. The one that had once apologised while it hurt me. "Eva. Put Aurora on." Silas's eyes met mine. "This is not Eva." A pause. Then Evan laughed. A low, pleasant sound. "Ah. The bartender." "Who is this?" "The man who paid for the photograph. Tell Rory I kept her favourite mug. The one with the chipped handle. She used to drink tea from it while she studied. I still have it in the kitchen. It's a shame about the crack." Silas looked at me. I shook my head. My tongue stuck to my teeth. "This line is private." "So is a home. People still enter them, though." The green neon sign above the door went dark. The room lost its colour. The maps turned grey. The photographs turned to bone. Silas put the phone down on the bar. His hand went beneath the counter. When it came back, it held a short black pistol. Eva stood. "What was that?" Silas looked at the door. "The sign didn't blow. Someone cut it." The handle began to turn.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1901
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
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)
89.48% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1901
totalAiIsms4
found
0
word"eyebrow"
count1
1
word"trembled"
count1
2
word"stomach"
count1
3
word"weight"
count1
highlights
0"eyebrow"
1"trembled"
2"stomach"
3"weight"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
highlights
0"eyes narrowed"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences186
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences186
filterMatches
0"look"
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
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gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen43
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matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
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markdownWords0
totalWords1901
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
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unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
50.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions45
wordCount1144
uniqueNames6
maxNameDensity1.92
worstName"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Silas"
discoveredNames
Silas22
Eva17
Raven1
Nest1
Evan1
Unknown3
persons
0"Silas"
1"Eva"
2"Raven"
3"Nest"
4"Evan"
places(empty)
globalScore0.538
windowScore0.5
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences84
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"looked like the ghost of fingers"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1901
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount2
totalSentences330
matches
0"had that way"
1"learned that secrets"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs207
mean9.18
std11.26
cv1.226
sampleLengths
011
112
24
34
422
554
61
77
829
919
101
112
124
132
1434
158
163
173
1835
193
202
2114
223
236
2426
254
2646
2727
287
299
302
3116
325
337
3443
353
363
377
384
3913
406
414
426
4335
445
457
462
472
481
4940
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences186
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs209
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences330
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1147
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount26
adverbRatio0.022667829119442023
lyAdverbCount2
lyAdverbRatio0.0017436791630340018
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences330
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences330
mean5.76
std4.65
cv0.807
sampleLengths
011
17
25
34
44
54
65
713
88
911
106
1121
125
133
141
155
162
1717
188
194
205
217
227
231
242
254
262
279
2816
299
308
313
323
336
345
3512
366
372
384
393
402
4114
423
436
447
4510
469
474
4814
496
38.79% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats37
diversityRatio0.23636363636363636
totalSentences330
uniqueOpeners78
62.50% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences160
matches
0"Of course she saw."
1"Then she set the glass"
2"Then Evan laughed."
ratio0.019
45.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount70
totalSentences160
matches
0"It hit the brass footrail"
1"I opened my mouth."
2"She stood with one hand"
3"Her black coat had shoulders"
4"Her hair fell short and"
5"She wore control."
6"My black hair had slipped"
7"I pushed it back."
8"His signet ring clicked against"
9"His grey-streaked beard caught the"
10"He had that way of"
11"His hazel eyes caught the"
12"I stayed by the broken"
13"My left wrist itched where"
14"I pressed my thumb into"
15"He straightened with the dustpan"
16"I pulled out a chair."
17"She put her hands flat"
18"He set a glass of"
19"Her nails were bare."
ratio0.438
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount149
totalSentences160
matches
0"The bottle slipped through my"
1"It hit the brass footrail"
2"Beer hissed over my trainers."
3"Silas lifted an eyebrow."
4"I opened my mouth."
5"The door opened behind me."
6"She stood with one hand"
7"Her black coat had shoulders"
8"Her hair fell short and"
9"The woman I remembered had"
10"This woman wore no ink."
11"She wore control."
12"The name came out thin."
13"The mirror behind the bar"
14"My black hair had slipped"
15"I pushed it back."
16"Silas picked up the dustpan."
17"His signet ring clicked against"
18"His grey-streaked beard caught the"
19"Eva's gaze held mine."
ratio0.931
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences160
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences30
technicalSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags0
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags0
86.1922%