Run: 2026-09-23-01M37Q5BNR842KYHSV6KD846TY

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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

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The rift spat me out face-first into a bed of crushed grapes. Juice filled my nose, thick and warm as blood. I rolled onto my back, coughing, and the Heartstone Pendant burned against my breastbone like a coin left too long on a radiator. Above me the tear in the Veil sealed itself with a wet, sucking sound. Gone. No handle on this side. "Graceful." Nyx's whisper came from somewhere to my left. I wiped my eyes with a sticky sleeve and found them, or found what I could of them. They stood between two rows of vines, but their edges kept fraying, smoke caught in a draught. Their violet eyes flickered like a faulty bulb. "You look terrible." "There are no shadows here." Their voice thinned on the last word. "Look about you, Aurora. Tell me where the light begins." I sat up and looked. The vineyard ran in every direction, rows of gnarled black vines strung on posts of pale, polished bone. Grapes hung in fat clusters the size of my fist, purple so dark it bled into red at the skin. Beyond them, hills rolled away under a sky the colour of burnt honey, and Nyx had it right. No sun. The amber glow came from everywhere at once, from the air itself, soaking into every surface so nothing could hide behind anything else. My own hand cast nothing on the ground. "Well. That's rude." "It is deliberate. A kingdom with nowhere to hide." Nyx pressed a hand to the nearest post, and for a moment their fingers solidified, dark and real against the bone. "I shall manage. Slowly." A soft crunch behind us. Isolde stepped out from between the vines, silver hair hanging clean and dry to her waist, not a single grape on her. The mud where she walked held no print. Of course it didn't. "You came through the rift after us." I climbed to my feet. "You told me you'd wait at the stones." "I told you the stones would wait. I never said I would sit with them." "Brilliant. Fae small print. My favourite." She smiled with half her mouth and tilted her head, listening. I listened too. The vineyard hummed. Low at first, below hearing, a vibration I felt in my back teeth before I caught it with my ears. Then it rose, a thousand notes layered over each other. I leaned towards the nearest cluster. The grapes quivered on their stems, each one singing a single, sustained tone, and together they made something close to a hymn. Close. Every so often one note soured and slid off-key, and the whole cluster shuddered as if embarrassed. "They're singing." "They are ripening," Isolde said. "In Dymas it is the same thing." The smell hit me then, properly, now the juice had cleared from my nose. Caramelised sugar. Warm bread. Roasting garlic and something darker underneath, a meaty richness that made my stomach clench so hard I bent over. I hadn't eaten since the prawn crackers I'd nicked from a Golden Empress order at noon. My mouth flooded. My hand was halfway to the grapes before I noticed it moving. Cold fingers closed around my wrist, right over the crescent scar. Nyx. Solid enough, for now. "Do not." "I wasn't going to." "Your hand disagrees." I pulled free and shoved both fists into my jacket pockets. The Fae blade sat against my hip in its sheath, its chill seeping through the denim. I focused on the cold. It helped. A little. "What happens if I eat something?" Isolde plucked a single grape and rolled it between her pale fingers. It sang a high, frightened note. "A guest who dines accepts the host's hospitality. A guest who accepts hospitality owes the host a guest's courtesy. And a guest's courtesy in Dymas lasts as long as the host's appetite." She dropped the grape. It split on the ground and fell silent. "Belphegor's appetite has never ended." "So, no snacks." "No snacks." We walked. The rows ran straight for what felt like a mile, then curved without warning, and the curve took us downhill into an orchard. The trees here stood taller than any oak in Richmond Park, their bark smooth and warm and faintly ridged, like the roof of a mouth. I touched one without thinking and snatched my hand back. It had pulsed. Slow and steady. A heartbeat. "Please tell me that's the sap." "It is not the sap," Nyx said. "I asked you to tell me it was." "And I declined to lie." Fruit hung from the branches in shapes I had no names for. Long spiralled things like unicorn horns, glossy and orange. Pears with skin so thin I could see seeds moving inside them, swimming in slow circles. Round golden globes that exhaled a fine sweet mist whenever we passed, and each breath carried a different scent. Christmas pudding. My mam's Welsh cakes cooling on the griddle. The chip shop on Caroline Street after a night out, vinegar and grease and cold air. That one stopped me dead. "It knows what I like." "It knows what you miss." Isolde did not slow. "Longing is a seasoning here. The finest they have." A clatter echoed through the trees ahead, metal on metal, and the scent of smoke cut through the sweetness. Nyx flowed ahead of us, half-solid, their shape stretching thin as they slid along the only dark thing they could find, the grooves in the bark. I drew the Fae blade. It glowed faintly in my grip, a sliver of moonlight dropped into all that amber. The orchard ended at the edge of a vast stone terrace. A table ran the length of it. Then past the length of it. It kept going, down the terrace and off the far edge and on across the next hill, a single unbroken line of white linen laid with silver and crystal until it thinned to a thread on the horizon. Every place held a setting. Every setting held a plate. Every plate sat empty and gleaming, waiting. Halfway along, a kitchen had been built into the terrace wall, open to the air. Copper pots hung from iron hooks. Flames roared in a hearth wide enough to roast a horse, and something the size of a horse was roasting in it, turning slowly on a spit, dripping fat that hissed and flared. A man stood at the stove. He wore a stained white chef's jacket, the old-fashioned kind with double buttons, and a chain ran from his left ankle to a ring set in the floor. He stirred a pot with steady, practised strokes. When he turned towards us I saw his lips. Someone had stitched them together with fine gold thread, neat little crosses from corner to corner, and the skin around each stitch had healed long ago. He looked at me. At the pendant glowing through my shirt. His eyes widened. He set down his spoon, wiped his hands on his apron, and bowed from the waist. Low. Lower than anyone had ever bowed to a delivery girl from Cardiff. "Rory." Nyx's whisper had gone flat and careful. "Why is he doing that?" "No idea." "The Heartstone came from here," Isolde said softly. "And things that come from somewhere remember the way home." The chef straightened and pointed with one burnt finger down the table. Not far. Ten places along, a card stood propped against a crystal goblet. Cream paper. Copperplate script, black ink gone slightly brown. I didn't want to read it. I read it anyway. *Malphora.* "That's not my name." Isolde said nothing. She couldn't lie, so she said nothing, and the silence landed heavier than any riddle she'd ever thrown at me. "Isolde." "It is not the name your mother gave you." "That's not the same thing." "No," she agreed. "It isn't." The pendant flared, hot enough that I hissed and clawed it away from my skin. Across the terrace, the chef dropped to his knees. The hum of the vineyard behind us cut out, every grape falling silent at once, and in that silence I heard a single bell ring somewhere beyond the hills. Deep. Bronze. Patient. Then another. Then a hundred. All along the endless table, the empty chairs slid back from their places on their own, scraping stone, as if pulled out by attentive, invisible hands. Nyx's fingers found my shoulder, flickering. "Aurora. Something is coming to dinner." On the far hill, where the table narrowed to a thread, the amber sky darkened. A shape rose against it, vast and slow, and began to walk towards us. With every step, one of the empty plates along the table filled with food. The chef lifted his stitched face towards me and, very slowly, reached out and pulled out my chair.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags10
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"Isolde said softly [softly]"
dialogueSentences41
tagDensity0.244
leniency0.488
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79.63% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1473
totalAiIsmAdverbs6
found
0
adverb"slowly"
count3
1
adverb"softly"
count1
2
adverb"slightly"
count1
3
adverb"very"
count1
highlights
0"slowly"
1"softly"
2"slightly"
3"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)
55.87% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
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totalAiIsms13
found
0
word"whisper"
count2
1
word"flickered"
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word"quivered"
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word"stomach"
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word"chill"
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word"pulsed"
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word"echoed"
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word"crystal"
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word"gleaming"
count1
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word"silence"
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2"quivered"
3"stomach"
4"chill"
5"pulsed"
6"echoed"
7"crystal"
8"gleaming"
9"silence"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
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maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
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highlights
0"eyes widened"
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
hedgeCount1
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)
analyzedSentences153
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen38
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords1
totalWords1473
ratio0.001
matches
0"Malphora."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions14
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions28
wordCount1239
uniqueNames15
maxNameDensity0.65
worstName"Nyx"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Nyx"
discoveredNames
Heartstone1
Pendant1
Veil1
Nyx8
Golden1
Empress1
Fae2
Richmond1
Park1
Fruit1
Welsh1
Caroline1
Street1
Cardiff1
Isolde6
persons
0"Pendant"
1"Nyx"
2"Fruit"
3"Isolde"
places
0"Golden"
1"Richmond"
2"Park"
3"Caroline"
4"Street"
5"Cardiff"
globalScore1
windowScore1
84.21% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences76
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"something close to a hymn"
1"felt like a mile, then curved without w"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1473
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences153
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs67
mean21.99
std23.45
cv1.066
sampleLengths
012
152
21
351
43
522
65
789
83
934
1039
1120
1215
136
1414
153
1676
172
1812
1956
2012
2116
222
234
243
2536
266
2718
2849
293
302
312
3266
336
347
358
365
3782
385
395
4018
4165
4211
4368
4454
456
4671
4714
4829
4913
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences122
matches
0"been built"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs189
matches
0"was roasting"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences153
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1243
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount46
adverbRatio0.03700724054706356
lyAdverbCount8
lyAdverbRatio0.006436041834271922
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences153
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences153
mean9.63
std7.88
cv0.818
sampleLengths
012
19
223
314
41
55
61
78
818
917
108
113
1212
1310
145
1518
1620
1718
182
1923
208
213
2230
234
245
2522
268
274
2812
298
3015
316
3211
333
343
3520
3610
376
3822
391
4017
412
425
437
4414
452
462
4719
4816
493
72.98% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats10
diversityRatio0.477124183006536
totalSentences153
uniqueOpeners73
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences100
matches
0"Of course it didn't."
1"Then it rose, a thousand"
2"Then past the length of"
3"Then a hundred."
ratio0.04
88.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount33
totalSentences100
matches
0"I rolled onto my back,"
1"I wiped my eyes with"
2"They stood between two rows"
3"Their violet eyes flickered like"
4"Their voice thinned on the"
5"I sat up and looked."
6"My own hand cast nothing"
7"I climbed to my feet"
8"She smiled with half her"
9"I listened too."
10"I leaned towards the nearest"
11"I hadn't eaten since the"
12"My mouth flooded."
13"My hand was halfway to"
14"I pulled free and shoved"
15"I focused on the cold."
16"It sang a high, frightened"
17"She dropped the grape"
18"It split on the ground"
19"I touched one without thinking"
ratio0.33
75.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount77
totalSentences100
matches
0"The rift spat me out"
1"Juice filled my nose, thick"
2"I rolled onto my back,"
3"Nyx's whisper came from somewhere"
4"I wiped my eyes with"
5"They stood between two rows"
6"Their violet eyes flickered like"
7"Their voice thinned on the"
8"I sat up and looked."
9"The vineyard ran in every"
10"Grapes hung in fat clusters"
11"The amber glow came from"
12"My own hand cast nothing"
13"Nyx pressed a hand to"
14"A soft crunch behind us."
15"Isolde stepped out from between"
16"The mud where she walked"
17"I climbed to my feet"
18"She smiled with half her"
19"I listened too."
ratio0.77
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences100
matches(empty)
ratio0
72.83% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences51
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"Every so often one note soured and slid off-key, and the whole cluster shuddered as if embarrassed."
1"Roasting garlic and something darker underneath, a meaty richness that made my stomach clench so hard I bent over."
2"Round golden globes that exhaled a fine sweet mist whenever we passed, and each breath carried a different scent."
3"Flames roared in a hearth wide enough to roast a horse, and something the size of a horse was roasting in it, turning slowly on a spit, dripping fat that hissed…"
4"All along the endless table, the empty chairs slid back from their places on their own, scraping stone, as if pulled out by attentive, invisible hands."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags10
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags5
fancyCount2
fancyTags
0"Nyx pressed (press)"
1"she agreed (agree)"
dialogueSentences41
tagDensity0.122
leniency0.244
rawRatio0.4
effectiveRatio0.098
90.9510%