Run: 2026-09-23-01M37NW4SW2SV3Y6CJBYM45K5F

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Duration:
50.3s
Cost:
$0.100144
Provider:
Claude Platform on AWS

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System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Fantasy 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="4418" name="Nyx" aliases="Nyx, the Shadow, Nightwhisper" pronouns="they/them" species="Shade" storyRole="Wild Card"> <eyeColor>faintly glowing violet</eyeColor> <height>approximately 6'2" in solid form</height> <age>ageless</age> <form>humanoid silhouette of living shadow, can shift between solid and incorporeal</form> <voice>sounds like a whisper carried on the wind</voice> <description>A being of living shadow, existing between the mortal plane and the spaces between realms.</description> <backstory>Nyx was once a human sorcerer named Aldric who became trapped between realms during a failed summoning ritual in 1643. They now exist as a Shade, bound to the mortal plane but able to slip between shadows.</backstory> </character> <character id="4424" name="Isolde Varga" aliases="Isolde, the Seer" pronouns="she/her" species="Half-Fae" storyRole="Oracle"> <eyeColor>pale lavender</eyeColor> <hair>silver, reaching her waist</hair> <height>5'5"</height> <age>300 years old</age> <appearance>ethereal, ageless</appearance> <speech>speaks in riddles</speech> <footprints>leaves no footprints when she walks</footprints> <compulsion>cannot lie (Fae compulsion) but can mislead</compulsion> <description>A Half-Fae seer exiled from the Fae Courts for sharing visions with mortals.</description> <backstory>She now lives in a hidden grove in Richmond Park, offering cryptic prophecies to those who seek her out.</backstory> </character> <location id="853" name="Dymas (Gluttony)" aliases="Dymas, gluttony, Dymasian" realm="Hel" sin="Gluttony"> <ruler>Prince Belphegor</ruler> <skyColor>warm amber</skyColor> <description>A place of excess and indulgence. Sprawling vineyards, orchards, and gardens provide exotic ingredients for master chefs — often helbound souls contracted from Earth. Grand feasts and culinary competitions are common.</description> </location> <location id="861" name="The Fae Grove" aliases="Isolde's grove, Richmond grove, the Grove" realm="Earth (Fae-touched)"> <parkLocation>Richmond Park</parkLocation> <standingStones>ancient oak standing stones mark the boundary</standingStones> <timeBehavior>time moves differently — an hour inside can be minutes or days outside</timeBehavior> <flora>wildflowers bloom year-round</flora> <description>A hidden clearing that exists in a pocket between Earth and the Fae realm.</description> </location> <item id="2001" name="Heartstone Pendant" aliases="the pendant, Heartstone" type="Artifact" origin="Dymas"> <gemstoneColor>deep crimson</gemstoneColor> <chainMaterial>silver chain</chainMaterial> <size>roughly the size of a thumbnail</size> <behavior>pulses faintly with warmth when near a Hel portal</behavior> <glow>faint inner glow</glow> <description>Given to Aurora by an unknown benefactor.</description> </item> <item id="2006" name="Fae-Forged Blade" aliases="the Fae blade, Isolde's gift" type="Weapon" origin="The Fae Courts"> <material>moonsilver</material> <shape>slender, leaf-shaped dagger</shape> <temperature>always cold to the touch</temperature> <glow>faintly luminescent in moonlight</glow> <power>can cut through magical wards; particularly effective against demons</power> <givenTo>given to Aurora by Isolde as a gift</givenTo> <description>A weapon of the Fae Courts, rare and highly coveted.</description> </item> <lore id="7001" name="The Veil" aliases="the Veil, the Barrier, the Boundary" category="Cosmology"> <solsticeEffect>weakens during the winter solstice, strengthens during the summer solstice</solsticeEffect> <appearance>faint shimmering distortion visible only to those with supernatural sight</appearance> <monitoring>rift points (tears in the Veil) are monitored by the Wardens</monitoring> <description>The Veil is the metaphysical barrier separating Earth from Hel and the Fae Realms.</description> </lore> </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 fantasy genre. A small group enters an ancient, otherworldly place for the first time. The environment is alien and wondrous. Describe their exploration — what they see, hear, and feel as they move deeper. Include moments of discovery, unease, and wonder. Let the world-building emerge through the characters' experience rather than exposition. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters, setting, and lore. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The rift spat me out face-first into a mound of grapes. They burst under my weight. Juice soaked through my jacket, cold and sticky, and the smell hit me a heartbeat later. Not wine. Something older than wine. Plum and clove and a darker note beneath, like the inside of a church at midnight. I rolled onto my back, spluttering, and the Heartstone pendant thumped against my collarbone. Hot. Hotter than it had ever been. "Get up." Nyx's whisper slid past my ear. "Slowly. Touch nothing you do not need to touch." "Bit late for that." I held up a purple hand. "I've touched roughly four hundred grapes." A shadow folded itself out of the air beside me and hardened into a tall shape with violet eyes. Nyx looked wrong here. Back in London they blended into every alley and doorway. Here the light pressed against them from all sides, warm and heavy as syrup, and their edges frayed like smoke in a draught. Isolde stepped through last. The tear in the Veil sealed behind her with a sound like a held breath let go. She didn't stumble. She never stumbled. She stood in the crushed fruit with her silver hair loose to her waist, and when she lifted one bare foot, the pulp beneath it showed no print at all. "Well," she said. "The door has eaten its own frame. We shall need to find the kitchen." "Is that a riddle or a plan?" "Both. Rarely are they strangers." I got to my feet and looked around properly for the first time. Vines. Endless rows of them, climbing trellises of pale bone-coloured wood that curved overhead into arches. The grapes hung in clusters the size of a child's head, some purple, some a deep bruised gold, and every one of them glistened as if someone had just misted it. Beyond the vineyard the land rolled away in terraces. Orchards on one slope. Gardens on the next, bursting with colours I had no names for. Above it all stretched a sky the shade of old honey held up to a lamp, without a single cloud or sun to explain the glow. And the noise. I hadn't noticed it until I stood still. A low, contented hum rose from everything. The vines. The soil. The fruit itself. Like a whole valley purring after a good meal. "Dymas," Nyx murmured. "The Glutton's garden. I read of it once, in a book that cost a man his tongue." "Cheery. Anything useful in that book?" "Only that its author never came home." We walked. There was nowhere else to go. The rows of vines funnelled us downhill, and the ground gave softly under my trainers, springy and warm, like walking across fresh bread. Twice I caught myself breathing through my mouth to taste the air. The second time Nyx's cold fingers closed on my wrist, right over the crescent scar, and squeezed. "Your mouth is watering." "It's a normal human reaction to smells." "It is a normal human reaction to hooks." I shut my mouth. At the bottom of the vineyard the rows opened onto an orchard, and there I stopped, because I couldn't do anything else. The trees were glass. Or something like glass. Their trunks twisted up clear as ice, and inside them ran slow threads of amber sap that caught the light and threw it back in lazy spirals. The fruit hanging from their branches looked like pears, but they glowed from within, each one a small lantern, and when the faint breeze moved through the orchard they chimed against one another. A soft, crystalline tinkle-tonkle, over and over, until it sounded almost like voices. It sounded like voices. I tilted my head. Under the chiming, faint and overlapping, came words. *Taste. Just once. You've earned it. Haven't you earned it? After everything?* "Isolde." "I hear them." "They know my name." My own voice came out thin. "They're saying my name." "They say everyone's name." She reached up and cupped one of the glowing pears without plucking it. Its light washed her pale lavender eyes into something almost violet. "Every mouth in this realm speaks the one word its guest most longs to hear. They are not lying to you, Rory. That is the cruelty of it." "Can you stop being wise for five minutes and tell me whether they're dangerous?" "Everything is dangerous. The question is always what it costs." She let go of the pear. It swung back, chiming, and for a moment I swore it sighed. "These cost a century. Walk on." Past the orchard, the land flattened into a wide valley, and the valley held a table. I say a table. It started maybe fifty metres from where we stood and ran away from us in a straight line until it vanished into the amber haze. White cloth. Silver dishes. Candles burning without smoke. Food heaped on every inch of it: whole roasted birds glazed until they shone like lacquered wood, towers of fruit, pies with crusts braided into faces, bowls of something that steamed violet and smelled like my mum's cawl on a Sunday in February. That last one hit me low in the chest. I hadn't smelled that kitchen in three years. Nobody sat at the table. Hundreds of chairs. Thousands. All pulled out at the same careful angle, waiting. "Okay," I said. "That's creepy." "Not creepy." Nyx drifted closer to the edge of the cloth, their shadow sliding over a platter of oysters that shrank from it like touched snails. "Patient." I heard the kitchen before I saw it. Knives. The quick-quick rhythm of blades on wood, dozens of them, never stopping. Pans hissing. A voice barking orders in French, another answering in something that might have been Cantonese, and under it all the clatter of plates. The sound drifted from a long low building at the far side of the valley, all dark timber and copper chimneys puffing pale gold smoke. Figures moved in and out of its doors. Human shapes in white aprons, carrying trays toward the endless table. They walked with their heads bowed and set down each new dish with enormous care, then turned and hurried back without once looking up. "Helbound," Nyx said. "Chefs who signed away their souls for one perfect meal. Or one perfect review." "You're joking." "I am three hundred and eighty years old. I stopped joking during the Restoration." One of the chefs passed close to us. A man, middle-aged, with a thick moustache and burn scars up both forearms. He carried a silver dome in both hands. As he drew level, the pendant at my throat flared so hot I hissed and grabbed it. The man froze. Slowly, he lifted his head. His eyes were brown and bloodshot and entirely human, and they fixed on the crimson stone between my fingers. The colour drained from his face in a single wash. "Where did you get that?" His accent was Glaswegian. Real. I nearly laughed at the sheer ordinariness of it. "Gift. Someone left it for me." "Nobody leaves those." He glanced at the kitchen, then back to me. The silver dome trembled in his grip. "Nobody *leaves* those, hen. They're given. Given back. You understand?" "No." "Aurora." Isolde's voice had gone very soft. She was staring at the table. I turned. Halfway down the nearest stretch, one chair had moved. It sat pushed in now, neat against the cloth, the only one out of thousands. In front of it lay a single place setting. Silver fork, silver knife, a crystal goblet already filled with something dark. And a white card propped against the goblet, written in a looping, old-fashioned hand. I didn't need to walk closer to read it. The letters glowed. *Malphora.* "That's not my name." "It is one of them," Isolde said, and she could not lie. The chef dropped the silver dome. It rang against the ground like a bell, and the lid rolled away, and whatever lay beneath it began to move. All along the endless table, the candles flickered. Then, one after another, row after row, racing away from us into the haze and back again faster than any eye could follow, every single chair scraped out a little further. The hum of the valley stopped. In the silence, from the doors of the long dark kitchen, a voice rolled across the grass. Deep. Warm. Delighted, the way a man sounds when the guest of honour arrives late but *arrives*. "There she is. Somebody fetch the lady her napkin." Behind me, the vines began to close the path.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags13
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences41
tagDensity0.317
leniency0.634
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
86.10% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1439
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"slowly"
count2
1
adverb"softly"
count1
2
adverb"very"
count1
highlights
0"slowly"
1"softly"
2"very"
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)
65.25% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1439
totalAiIsms10
found
0
word"weight"
count1
1
word"whisper"
count1
2
word"crystalline"
count1
3
word"perfect"
count2
4
word"trembled"
count1
5
word"crystal"
count1
6
word"flickered"
count1
7
word"racing"
count1
8
word"silence"
count1
highlights
0"weight"
1"whisper"
2"crystalline"
3"perfect"
4"trembled"
5"crystal"
6"flickered"
7"racing"
8"silence"
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
narrationSentences122
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences122
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences150
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen43
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans4
markdownWords15
totalWords1439
ratio0.01
matches
0"Taste. Just once. You've earned it. Haven't you earned it? After everything?"
1"leaves"
2"Malphora."
3"arrives"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions11
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions18
wordCount1186
uniqueNames11
maxNameDensity0.51
worstName"Nyx"
maxWindowNameDensity1
worstWindowName"Nyx"
discoveredNames
Heartstone1
London1
Veil1
Nyx6
Sunday1
February1
French1
Cantonese1
One1
Glaswegian1
Isolde3
persons
0"Nyx"
1"One"
2"Isolde"
places
0"London"
1"February"
2"French"
globalScore1
windowScore1
83.33% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences75
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"looked like pears, but they glowed from w"
1"smelled like my mum's cawl on a Sunday in"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1439
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences150
matches
0"smelled that kitchen"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs62
mean23.21
std23.94
cv1.032
sampleLengths
011
164
217
316
456
557
617
77
85
913
1098
1134
1220
136
147
1560
164
177
188
194
2022
2181
224
2324
241
253
2614
2756
2814
2934
3016
3197
325
3313
345
3527
3671
3743
3817
392
4014
4146
423
4334
445
4514
466
4729
481
4913
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences122
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs194
matches
0"was staring"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences150
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1192
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"pale bone-coloured wood"
adverbCount39
adverbRatio0.03271812080536913
lyAdverbCount6
lyAdverbRatio0.0050335570469798654
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences150
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences150
mean9.59
std7.99
cv0.833
sampleLengths
011
15
216
32
44
516
614
71
86
98
109
1110
126
1319
144
1510
1623
174
1817
193
203
2130
223
2314
247
255
2613
271
2815
2931
309
314
3212
3326
343
358
367
372
382
393
409
413
4217
436
447
452
466
4723
4812
4917
90.89% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats7
diversityRatio0.5733333333333334
totalSentences150
uniqueOpeners86
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences99
matches
0"Twice I caught myself breathing"
1"All pulled out at the"
2"Slowly, he lifted his head."
3"Then, one after another, row"
ratio0.04
90.71% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount32
totalSentences99
matches
0"They burst under my weight."
1"I rolled onto my back,"
2"I held up a purple"
3"She didn't stumble."
4"She never stumbled."
5"She stood in the crushed"
6"I got to my feet"
7"I hadn't noticed it until"
8"I shut my mouth."
9"Their trunks twisted up clear"
10"It sounded like voices."
11"I tilted my head."
12"You've earned it."
13"My own voice came out"
14"She reached up and cupped"
15"Its light washed her pale"
16"She let go of the"
17"It swung back, chiming, and"
18"I say a table."
19"It started maybe fifty metres"
ratio0.323
96.36% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount72
totalSentences99
matches
0"The rift spat me out"
1"They burst under my weight."
2"Something older than wine."
3"Plum and clove and a"
4"I rolled onto my back,"
5"Nyx's whisper slid past my"
6"I held up a purple"
7"A shadow folded itself out"
8"Nyx looked wrong here."
9"Here the light pressed against"
10"Isolde stepped through last."
11"The tear in the Veil"
12"She didn't stumble."
13"She never stumbled."
14"She stood in the crushed"
15"I got to my feet"
16"The grapes hung in clusters"
17"Orchards on one slope."
18"I hadn't noticed it until"
19"A low, contented hum rose"
ratio0.727
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences99
matches(empty)
ratio0
91.84% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences42
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"Endless rows of them, climbing trellises of pale bone-coloured wood that curved overhead into arches."
1"Their trunks twisted up clear as ice, and inside them ran slow threads of amber sap that caught the light and threw it back in lazy spirals."
2"A voice barking orders in French, another answering in something that might have been Cantonese, and under it all the clatter of plates."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags13
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags5
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"Nyx murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences41
tagDensity0.122
leniency0.244
rawRatio0.2
effectiveRatio0.049
93.2828%