Run: 2026-09-23-01M37HH476QW0F6QEN04MB7V49

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1m 3s
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$0.027952
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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
“Don’t give him the glass,” the woman at the bar said. Rory stopped with her hand around the whisky tumbler. The man waiting for it had already laid two twenty-pound notes on the counter. He watched the woman through the mirror behind the bottles. “He paid for it,” Rory said. “He always does. Take the money.” The man left without his drink. He pushed the notes towards Rory with one finger, then slipped between a couple at the door. The green neon sign of the Raven’s Nest laid a brief stripe across his face before it vanished. Rory looked at the woman again. She wore a dark coat with one cuff turned back to hide a split seam. Her hair, once a thick brown plait Rory had spent half her childhood tugging, sat cropped above her ears. A pale line ran from her lower lip to her chin. She held the edge of the bar as if the floor beneath her had begun to shift. “Eva?” “Keep your voice down.” Rory set the tumbler beneath the counter. Silas had asked her to mind the bar while he dealt with a delivery in the cellar. She had expected to pull three pints, wipe a spill, and go upstairs to her flat. Instead, Eva Mercer stood in front of her after seven years with blood under her thumbnail. “You could have rung.” “I did. You changed your number.” “Three years ago.” “I know.” Rory pushed the notes back across the counter. Eva looked at them but left them there. “Who was he?” “Someone who thinks a drink makes him welcome.” “He knew you’d come here.” Eva glanced at the mirror, at the door, then at Rory’s left hand. Her eyes stopped on the small crescent scar at Rory’s wrist. “You still wear that little silver bracelet?” “It caught on the Golden Empress’s freezer door. Lost it last month.” “Good.” Rory drew her hand back. Eva used to know which answers would make Rory ask the next question. At thirteen, she had led Rory through a locked school gate with nothing but a bent hairpin and the promise of a better view of the fireworks. At eighteen, she had called Rory’s father a pompous old bastard to his face, then offered to help him carry the shopping. He had accepted. Eva could get away with most things if she moved fast enough. This woman measured the distance to the fire exit while Rory watched. Silas came up from the cellar carrying a crate of tonic water. His left leg gave its familiar hitch on the last stair. “Rory, the invoice says twelve cases. Counted eleven.” He put the crate down. His gaze moved from Eva’s hands to the two notes on the bar. “You’ve had a visitor.” “Two,” Eva said. “One left.” Silas held out his right hand, signet ring turned towards his palm. Eva shook it. For a moment their hands stayed together. “Mr Blackwood.” “Miss Mercer.” “You know each other?” Rory said. “We’ve spoken,” Silas said. “When?” “Once. She asked where you lived. I declined to tell her.” Eva let go of his hand. “That was kind of you.” “That wasn’t kindness.” The ice machine dropped a fresh load into its tray. Rory took the money off the bar and folded it once. Silas did not ask why the customer had left without his whisky. Eva did not ask how Silas knew her name. They had both come prepared for an encounter Rory knew nothing about. A man at the far table raised his empty pint glass. Rory shook her head at him. He lowered it, saw Silas’s face, and returned to his conversation. “What do you want?” Rory said. “I need to speak to you where he can’t see us.” “He’s gone.” “He sat outside your restaurant yesterday. Blue delivery van, no logo. You took the order to Wardour Street at half three.” Rory thought of the van. She had walked past it twice, once with a hot paper bag pressing grease into her palm, once after the customer had given her the wrong flat number. The driver had held a newspaper against the steering wheel. Rory had seen only the crown of his head. “You followed me.” “Not yesterday.” Silas took the folded notes from Rory and held them by a corner. “He won’t come back through the front door,” he said. Eva looked at him. “You’ve secured the alley?” “I haven’t said that.” Rory stepped between them. “When Evan found my address, you said it wasn’t you.” Eva’s mouth tightened. She had sent Rory to London when Rory had still lived in Cardiff, when Evan checked her phone and waited outside her lectures. Eva had found the flat above the Nest, paid the deposit, and met her at Paddington with a spare coat. Four months later Evan had turned up at the restaurant. He had ordered tea, asked after Rory by her full name and left before she arrived for her shift. Rory had spent that night on Eva’s sofa, listening to her friend insist she had told no one. “It wasn’t,” Eva said. “You knew where I worked. You knew where I lived.” “So did your father.” “He hadn’t spoken to Evan since I left.” “I didn’t say he had.” Rory remembered a birthday card her father had sent to the flat. He had written the address in his long, slanted hand. She had left the envelope on Eva’s kitchen table. Rory looked down at the notes in Silas’s hand. The crease he had put in them cut neatly across both portraits. “Tell me what you came for.” Eva reached inside her coat. Silas moved. She took out a folded sheet of paper, laid it on the bar and flattened it with her palm. A photocopy. Most of the text lay beneath black bars. Rory saw a Cardiff address, her old one, and the date she had left. Beneath it sat a photograph of her at the bus station, one suitcase upright between her knees. Eva stood beside her in a red coat. Someone had circled Eva’s face. “Who took this?” “I don’t know.” “Where did you get it?” Eva rubbed her thumb across the split cuff. A tiny thread caught against the blood under her nail. “Off a man who had no reason to keep it.” Silas lifted a corner of the paper. The reverse held a faint stamp, the ghost of a form pressed against another form. His expression altered. “There’s another page,” he said. “No.” “There always is with this number.” Eva snatched the paper away and folded it along the old lines. Rory had watched people bargain with Silas before. At the Nest, a request for his help often began with a pint no one drank. A lost brother. A debt. A name someone needed kept off a form. He listened, took no notes, and charged them in ways Rory never saw. Once she had found him burning a photograph behind the bar. He had said it belonged to a person who wanted to live. Eva slid the paper into her coat. “You knew about the photograph?” Rory said. “No,” Silas said. Eva gave a brief laugh. “He knows what the stamp means.” “That isn’t what she asked.” “Then tell her what it means.” Silas rubbed his bad knee. His ring caught the light as his hand moved. “Someone kept a record of your journey from Cardiff. They’re using it to find a person who travelled with you.” “I went alone.” “You boarded alone,” Eva said. Rory looked at the photograph again in her mind. Eva’s red coat. The suitcase. The wet pavement by the bus station doors. She remembered an elderly man asking her to lift a carrier bag onto the rack above his seat. She remembered a little girl eating crisps behind her. She had spent most of the journey watching the road through a window filmed with dirt, guarding her phone in case Evan rang. Her attention had barely stretched beyond it. “Who?” Eva looked at Silas. “He gets the second page,” she said. “I tell Rory the rest.” “Rory decides what I get,” Silas said. Eva turned back to her. “The man in the bar recognised me. He doesn’t know about you yet. Give Silas the page and I leave through the alley. We can talk somewhere else.” “You came all this way to send me away from you.” “I came here because you live upstairs.” “Seven years, Eva.” “I know the number.” “You sent me a card when my mother died. You spelled her name wrong.” Eva’s eyes dropped to the counter. Rory had kept the card for two weeks. Eva had written Jennifer with one n, the sort of mistake a stranger could make from hearing the name aloud. She had signed only E. Rory had held it beside the cards from her mother’s colleagues, people who had known Jennifer less than a term and still found something true to say about her. “I wrote it in a station,” Eva said. “You had my number then.” “I had your address.” “Same address as this bar. You could have walked in.” “I did. You weren’t here.” Silas leaned against the beer taps. Eva’s gaze flicked to him, and Rory saw that he had been present for more than their one conversation. “When?” Rory said. “After the funeral. I didn’t go upstairs.” “Did Silas tell you not to?” “He asked if I could give you a reason worth coming back for. I couldn’t.” The man at the far table rose. He brought his empty glass to the bar and set it down with care. His companion watched from her seat, coat already on. “Another?” “Not tonight,” Silas said. The man glanced at Eva’s hand inside her coat, then took his companion by the elbow. The door swung open and shut behind them. Their unfinished crisps sat between two wet rings on the table. Rory pulled the bar flap up and went to the entrance. Through the glass she could see pedestrians passing beneath the neon sign, a cyclist easing through them, a taxi with its indicator on. The man who had ordered whisky stood across the road beside a phone box. He held a mobile to his ear and looked at the bar. Rory dropped the flap and crossed to the bookshelf against the back wall. Silas watched her take a battered atlas from the shelf. She found the small catch behind it by touch. The bookcase shifted. “Rory,” he said. “He’s still outside. Eva can talk in there.” “She can give me the page first.” “She can talk.” Eva went past Rory into the hidden room. Silas followed with his hand on the edge of the shelf to ease his leg through. Rory shut the bookcase behind them. The room smelled of paper and old coffee. Maps lay pinned to one wall. A narrow table held three chairs and a desk lamp. Eva stood beside the nearest chair but did not sit. “I didn’t stay on the bus,” she said. “You stood on the pavement while it pulled out.” “I got on at the next stop.” Rory touched the back of a chair. Its vinyl had cracked down the middle. She had made that journey alone in every version she had told herself, her father, the police officer who had taken her statement about Evan. She had pictured Eva watching the coach leave, then going home to the life Rory had abandoned. A whole afternoon had passed with Eva only a few seats away. “You hid from me?” “From the man following you.” “Evan?” “No.” Silas held out his hand. Eva took the photocopy from her coat and passed it to him. He unfolded it, turned it over and read the number again. “Eva. The page.” “His name was Daniel Ellis,” Eva said. “Your mother’s brother.” Rory stared at her. “My uncle Daniel died when I was six.” “He’d told your family to say that. He boarded at Newport. I sat beside him until Victoria.” “He sent you to get me?” “He asked me to keep you on the coach. If anyone called, I was to take your phone before you answered.” “You could have told me who he was.” “He paid me not to.” Silas stopped reading. “How much?” “Enough for the deposit on her flat.” Rory took her hand off the chair. Eva had met her at Paddington in the red coat, carrying a spare one over her arm. Rory had pressed her face into Eva’s shoulder and thanked her for finding somewhere safe. She could feel the stiff wool of that borrowed coat at her neck. “Did he pay you to disappear afterwards?” “No. That was mine.” A latch clicked beyond the bookcase. Silas folded the photocopy and turned towards the sound. The bar flap gave its wooden knock against the counter. Footsteps crossed the floor without a pause. Rory counted three people by the uneven rhythm. Eva pulled a thin metal pin from the seam of her coat. “He brought friends,” she said. Something heavy struck the bookcase. The atlas fell from its shelf and hit the floor at Rory’s feet.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags21
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences104
tagDensity0.202
leniency0.404
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount2207
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)
84.14% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount2207
totalAiIsms7
found
0
word"measured"
count1
1
word"familiar"
count1
2
word"encounter"
count1
3
word"charged"
count1
4
word"flicked"
count1
5
word"could feel"
count1
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word"footsteps"
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highlights
0"measured"
1"familiar"
2"encounter"
3"charged"
4"flicked"
5"could feel"
6"footsteps"
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
narrationSentences168
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences168
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences251
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen29
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords2207
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions41
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
0.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions129
wordCount1611
uniqueNames11
maxNameDensity3.04
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity5.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Rory49
Raven1
Nest3
Eva41
Mercer1
Silas23
London1
Cardiff2
Evan4
Paddington2
Jennifer2
persons
0"Rory"
1"Raven"
2"Nest"
3"Eva"
4"Mercer"
5"Silas"
6"Evan"
7"Jennifer"
places
0"London"
1"Cardiff"
2"Paddington"
globalScore0
windowScore0
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences121
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount2207
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount3
totalSentences251
matches
0"spent that night"
1"saw that he"
2"made that journey"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs150
mean14.71
std18.78
cv1.277
sampleLengths
011
133
26
36
441
568
61
74
856
94
106
113
122
1316
143
158
165
1724
187
1912
201
2182
2212
2323
248
2518
264
275
2822
292
302
316
324
331
3411
356
365
373
3854
3928
406
4111
422
4321
4452
453
462
4713
4810
494
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences168
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs271
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences251
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1612
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"lay beneath black bars."
adverbCount38
adverbRatio0.02357320099255583
lyAdverbCount6
lyAdverbRatio0.0037220843672456576
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences251
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences251
mean8.79
std5.65
cv0.643
sampleLengths
011
19
214
310
46
56
66
717
818
96
1015
1119
1211
1317
141
154
167
1717
1816
1916
204
216
223
232
248
258
263
278
285
2913
3011
317
3212
331
345
3513
3627
3722
383
3912
4012
4112
4211
438
445
4513
464
473
482
4912
44.02% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats15
diversityRatio0.23904382470119523
totalSentences251
uniqueOpeners60
46.30% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences144
matches
0"Instead, Eva Mercer stood in"
1"Once she had found him"
ratio0.014
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount38
totalSentences144
matches
0"He watched the woman through"
1"He pushed the notes towards"
2"She wore a dark coat"
3"Her hair, once a thick"
4"She held the edge of"
5"She had expected to pull"
6"Her eyes stopped on the"
7"He had accepted."
8"His left leg gave its"
9"He put the crate down."
10"His gaze moved from Eva’s"
11"They had both come prepared"
12"He lowered it, saw Silas’s"
13"She had walked past it"
14"She had sent Rory to"
15"He had ordered tea, asked"
16"He had written the address"
17"She had left the envelope"
18"She took out a folded"
19"His expression altered."
ratio0.264
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount134
totalSentences144
matches
0"the woman at the bar"
1"Rory stopped with her hand"
2"The man waiting for it"
3"He watched the woman through"
4"The man left without his"
5"He pushed the notes towards"
6"The green neon sign of"
7"Rory looked at the woman"
8"She wore a dark coat"
9"Her hair, once a thick"
10"A pale line ran from"
11"She held the edge of"
12"Rory set the tumbler beneath"
13"Silas had asked her to"
14"She had expected to pull"
15"Rory pushed the notes back"
16"Eva looked at them but"
17"Eva glanced at the mirror,"
18"Her eyes stopped on the"
19"Rory drew her hand back."
ratio0.931
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences144
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences77
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"She had made that journey alone in every version she had told herself, her father, the police officer who had taken her statement about Evan."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags21
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags21
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences104
tagDensity0.202
leniency0.404
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
85.6154%