Run: 2026-09-25-01M3CKB5K3DG4E4Z3MGST6YJ1D

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Duration:
22.7s
Cost:
$0.024046
Provider:
Mistral

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System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Literary Fiction genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4413" name="Silas Blackwood" aliases="Silas, Si, the Spymaster" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Mentor"> <eyeColor>hazel</eyeColor> <hair>grey-streaked auburn</hair> <height>6'1"</height> <age>58</age> <beard>neatly trimmed, matching his grey-streaked auburn hair</beard> <limp>slight limp in his left leg from an old knee injury</limp> <signetRing>silver signet ring, always worn on his right hand</signetRing> <description>Silas is a retired intelligence operative turned bar owner. He carries himself with quiet authority.</description> <backstory>Former MI6 field agent who retired after a botched operation in Prague left him with a permanent knee injury. He opened "The Raven's Nest" bar in Soho as a front for his network of contacts.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the literary fiction genre. Two old friends who haven't seen each other in years run into each other unexpectedly at a bar. One of them has changed significantly. Through their conversation and the tension between who they were and who they've become, reveal the weight of time and unspoken regret. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The glass slipped from her fingers before it hit the bar. Aurora barely caught it, the amber liquid sloshing over her thumb. The piano’s discordant note hung in the air like a question. “You always did have terrible aim.” That voice. Low, rough, the kind that carried across crowded rooms without raising volume. She didn’t need to turn. The scent of aged leather and gun oil had already announced him. Twenty years, and Silas Blackwood still smelled like a man who kept secrets in his pockets. “Silas.” Her pulse hammered in her throat. The name tasted foreign, like a word from a language she’d forgotten. She set the glass down carefully, as if it might shatter from the weight of the past. He leaned against the bar, the silver signet ring glinting under the dim lights. The Raven’s Nest hadn’t changed. Same green neon sign buzzing like a dying insect above the door. Same maps on the walls, their edges yellowed with time. Same silence that wasn’t silence at all, but the hum of a thousand untold stories. “Still drinking that swill?” He nodded at her glass. “Only when I’m feeling nostalgic.” She wiped her thumb on her jeans. “Or suicidal.” A ghost of a smile touched his lips. “You always did have a flair for the dramatic.” The words settled between them, heavy as the dust on the old photographs behind the bar. She remembered the last time she’d seen him. Cardiff. Rain slick on the pavements. Her father’s funeral. Silas had worn a black overcoat then, his face a mask of quiet sympathy. Now, the coat was gone, replaced by a worn leather jacket that had seen better decades. His beard was more grey than auburn, the lines around his eyes deeper, like cracks in old parchment. “You look…” She trailed off. Different. Older. But that wasn’t it. There was something else. A hardness, like steel that had been tempered too many times. “Old?” He raised an eyebrow. “I *am* old, Rory.” “Not just that.” She shook her head. “You look like a man who’s seen things.” Silas chuckled, a dry sound. “I *have* seen things.” The bartender slid a glass towards him without a word. Silas caught it, the liquid inside catching the light like liquid gold. He took a sip, his eyes never leaving hers. “What brings you back to London?” she asked. “Business.” He set the glass down. “And you?” She hesitated. The truth was a knot in her throat. *Running. Hiding. Surviving.* “Delivery job. Pays the bills.” “Delivery?” His eyebrows lifted. “Since when do you deliver anything but trouble?” A laugh escaped her, sharp and unexpected. “Since trouble stopped paying the rent.” Silas studied her, his gaze lingering on the crescent-shaped scar on her wrist. The one she’d gotten falling off her bike when she was ten. He’d been there that day, had carried her home, his hands gentle despite the blood. Now, his eyes were different. Calculating. Like he was seeing not just the scar, but the story behind it. The story she hadn’t told anyone. “You’re living above the bar,” he said. It wasn’t a question. Aurora stiffened. “How did you—” “I own the bar.” The words hit her like a punch. Of course. The Raven’s Nest. Silas’ bar. She’d been living above him for months, and he’d never once come up to say hello. “You knew I was here,” she said, the realisation settling like a stone in her gut. “I knew.” He swirled his drink, the ice clinking against the glass. “Thought you might want some space.” Space. Or maybe he’d just been waiting for her to come to him. She remembered the way he’d always been. Patient. Observant. A man who let the world come to him, rather than chasing it down. “You’ve changed,” she said. “So have you.” His voice was soft, but the words carried weight. “Last I heard, you were on track to be a barrister. Following in your father’s footsteps.” Aurora’s fingers tightened around her glass. “Plans change.” “They do.” He took another sip, his eyes never leaving hers. “What happened, Rory?” The question hung between them, heavy with implication. She could lie. Say it was the stress, the pressure, the long hours. But Silas had always had a way of seeing through her bullshit. Even when she was a kid, he’d known when she was hiding something. Like the time she’d stolen a packet of sweets from the corner shop. Or the time she’d snuck out to meet Evan, the boy her parents had warned her about. She took a deep breath. “I met someone.” Silas didn’t react. Didn’t flinch. Just waited. “His name was Evan.” The name tasted bitter on her tongue. “He was… charming. At first.” Silas’ jaw tightened. Just a fraction, but she saw it. “And then?” “And then he wasn’t.” She traced the rim of her glass with her finger. “It started small. A comment here. A push there. Then it was bruises. Then it was…” She trailed off, the memories pressing against her ribs like a fist. “I left.” Silas was silent for a long moment. Then, quietly, “Why didn’t you call me?” Aurora looked up, surprised. “What?” “You had my number. You could’ve called.” She blinked. Of all the things she’d expected him to say, that wasn’t one of them. “I didn’t… I didn’t think—” “You didn’t think I’d care?” His voice was low, dangerous. “After everything?” The words stung. She looked away, her throat tight. “I didn’t want to drag you into it.” “Drag me into it?” Silas let out a sharp laugh. “Rory, I’ve pulled people out of war zones. I’ve negotiated with terrorists. I’ve—” He cut himself off, his hand slamming down on the bar. The sound echoed through the empty space. “You think a bloody abusive boyfriend would’ve been too much for me?” The anger in his voice took her aback. She’d never seen Silas angry. Not like this. Not at her. “I didn’t want to be a burden,” she said quietly. Silas exhaled sharply, his shoulders slumping slightly. “You were never a burden.” He rubbed his temple, as if warding off a headache. “Christ, Rory. You were like a daughter to me.” The words hit her like a physical blow. She’d known, of course. Had felt it, in the way he’d always looked out for her, the way he’d been there for her after her father died. But hearing it aloud, now, in this dimly lit bar, it felt different. Heavier. She swallowed hard. “I’m sorry.” Silas waved a hand, dismissing the apology. “Don’t be. You’re here now.” He took a long sip of his drink, his eyes on the liquid as if it held the answers to questions he couldn’t ask. “What about your mother?” Aurora’s chest tightened. “She’s… she’s back in Cardiff. Teaching. Still.” She hesitated. “I haven’t told her. About Evan. About any of it.” Silas nodded, as if he understood. Maybe he did. He’d known her mother, after all. Known the way Jennifer Carter had doted on her only child, the way she’d always seen the best in people, even when they didn’t deserve it. “You should tell her,” he said. “I know.” She stared down at her drink. “I will. Just… not yet.” Silas didn’t push. He never did. That was the thing about him. He knew when to press, and when to let things be. It was what had made him such a good intelligence operative. And, she suspected, what made him such a good friend. The silence stretched between them, comfortable now, like an old pair of shoes. The piano in the corner started up again, this time a slow, mournful tune that seemed to fit the mood. “You ever think about the old days?” Silas asked suddenly. Aurora looked up. “What old days?” He smirked. “The days when you were a pain in my arse.” She laughed, the sound surprising her. “Every damn day.” Silas chuckled, the sound warming the space between them. “Remember that time you tried to pick the lock on my desk?” “You had *my* diary in there.” “And you had *my* whisky.” “Fair trade.” She grinned, the memory lightening the weight in her chest. “You never did give that back, by the way.” “Consider it payment for the grey hairs.” He finished his drink, setting the glass down with a finality that made her stomach twist. “You leaving?” she asked, the question out before she could stop it. Silas studied her for a long moment. Then, slowly, he shook his head. “Not yet.” The relief that flooded through her was irrational. It wasn’t like she needed him. She was fine on her own. She *had* been fine on her own. But the thought of him walking out, of being alone again in this city that had swallowed her whole, was suddenly unbearable. The bartender appeared, wiping down the counter with a rag that had seen better days. “Another round?” Silas looked at Aurora, an unspoken question in his eyes. She nodded. “Two more,” he said. Then, to Aurora, “You’re still living above the bar, then?” She nodded. “Yeah. It’s… it’s fine. Small. But it’s mine.” “Good.” He leaned back against the bar, his limp more pronounced now, as if the weight of the conversation had settled into his bones. “You need anything. Anything at all. You come to me.” Aurora opened her mouth to protest, but the look in his eyes stopped her. There was a steel there, a determination that brooked no argument. “Okay,” she said instead. Silas nodded, satisfied. The bartender returned with their drinks, sliding them across the polished wood. Silas raised his glass, the ice clinking softly. “To old friends,” he said. Aurora clinked her glass against his, the sound ringing out like a promise. “To old friends.” They drank in silence, the piano’s melody wrapping around them like a shroud. Outside, the city hummed, indifferent to the weight of the past pressing down on two old friends in a dimly lit bar. Then Silas set his glass down with a sharp *clink*. “There’s something else.” Aurora’s stomach dropped. He leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Evan’s in London.”
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags34
adverbTagCount4
adverbTags
0"she said quietly [quietly]"
1"Silas asked suddenly [suddenly]"
2"He leaned back [back]"
3"she said instead [instead]"
dialogueSentences82
tagDensity0.415
leniency0.829
rawRatio0.118
effectiveRatio0.098
79.46% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1704
totalAiIsmAdverbs7
found
0
adverb"carefully"
count1
1
adverb"sharply"
count1
2
adverb"slightly"
count1
3
adverb"suddenly"
count2
4
adverb"slowly"
count1
5
adverb"softly"
count1
highlights
0"carefully"
1"sharply"
2"slightly"
3"suddenly"
4"slowly"
5"softly"
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)
35.45% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1704
totalAiIsms22
found
0
word"pulse"
count1
1
word"weight"
count5
2
word"glinting"
count1
3
word"silence"
count4
4
word"eyebrow"
count1
5
word"calculating"
count1
6
word"footsteps"
count1
7
word"implication"
count1
8
word"traced"
count1
9
word"echoed"
count1
10
word"comfortable"
count1
11
word"stomach"
count2
12
word"unspoken"
count1
13
word"whisper"
count1
highlights
0"pulse"
1"weight"
2"glinting"
3"silence"
4"eyebrow"
5"calculating"
6"footsteps"
7"implication"
8"traced"
9"echoed"
10"comfortable"
11"stomach"
12"unspoken"
13"whisper"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"stomach dropped/sank"
count1
1
label"hung in the air"
count1
highlights
0"stomach dropped"
1"hung in the air"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences166
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences166
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences212
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen29
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans7
markdownWords9
totalWords1704
ratio0.005
matches
0"am"
1"have"
2"Running. Hiding. Surviving."
3"my"
4"my"
5"had"
6"clink"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions19
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
66.67% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions42
wordCount1299
uniqueNames10
maxNameDensity1.62
worstName"Silas"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Silas"
discoveredNames
Silas21
Blackwood1
Raven2
Nest2
Different1
Space1
Aurora11
Evan1
Jennifer1
Carter1
persons
0"Silas"
1"Blackwood"
2"Raven"
3"Nest"
4"Aurora"
5"Evan"
6"Jennifer"
7"Carter"
places(empty)
globalScore0.692
windowScore0.667
74.24% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences99
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"smelled like a man who kept secrets in his"
1"as if warding off a headache"
2"tune that seemed to fit the mood"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.587
wordCount1704
matches
0"not just the scar, but the story behind it"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences212
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs83
mean20.53
std16.78
cv0.817
sampleLengths
033
16
247
336
456
59
614
717
881
926
109
1115
129
1331
148
158
1618
1712
1813
1965
2011
215
224
2330
2416
2518
2636
274
2828
298
3014
3176
328
337
3416
3512
3644
3714
385
397
4021
4112
4217
4353
4419
4510
4631
4749
485
4940
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences166
matches
0"was gone"
1"been tempered"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs239
matches
0"was seeing"
1"was hiding"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences212
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount650
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount22
adverbRatio0.033846153846153845
lyAdverbCount2
lyAdverbRatio0.003076923076923077
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences212
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences212
mean8.04
std5.58
cv0.694
sampleLengths
011
111
211
36
42
512
65
712
816
97
1012
1117
1214
135
1412
1510
1615
179
1812
192
208
219
2216
238
241
255
263
2714
2816
2918
305
311
321
334
344
3511
365
374
387
398
405
414
4210
4312
449
458
466
472
482
498
54.09% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats7
diversityRatio0.3443396226415094
totalSentences212
uniqueOpeners73
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount5
totalSentences137
matches
0"Just a fraction, but she"
1"Maybe he did."
2"Then, slowly, he shook his"
3"Then, to Aurora,"
4"Then Silas set his glass"
ratio0.036
68.18% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount52
totalSentences137
matches
0"She didn’t need to turn."
1"Her pulse hammered in her"
2"She set the glass down"
3"He leaned against the bar,"
4"He nodded at her glass"
5"She wiped her thumb on"
6"She remembered the last time"
7"Her father’s funeral."
8"His beard was more grey"
9"She trailed off"
10"He raised an eyebrow"
11"She shook her head"
12"He took a sip, his"
13"He set the glass down"
14"His eyebrows lifted"
15"He’d been there that day,"
16"It wasn’t a question."
17"She’d been living above him"
18"she said, the realisation settling"
19"He swirled his drink, the"
ratio0.38
76.79% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount105
totalSentences137
matches
0"The glass slipped from her"
1"Aurora barely caught it, the"
2"The piano’s discordant note hung"
3"She didn’t need to turn."
4"The scent of aged leather"
5"Her pulse hammered in her"
6"The name tasted foreign, like"
7"She set the glass down"
8"He leaned against the bar,"
9"The Raven’s Nest hadn’t changed."
10"He nodded at her glass"
11"She wiped her thumb on"
12"A ghost of a smile"
13"The words settled between them,"
14"She remembered the last time"
15"Her father’s funeral."
16"Silas had worn a black"
17"His beard was more grey"
18"She trailed off"
19"A hardness, like steel that"
ratio0.766
100.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount4
totalSentences137
matches
0"Now, the coat was gone,"
1"Now, his eyes were different."
2"Even when she was a"
3"And, she suspected, what made"
ratio0.029
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences50
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"Low, rough, the kind that carried across crowded rooms without raising volume."
1"Twenty years, and Silas Blackwood still smelled like a man who kept secrets in his pockets."
2"But the thought of him walking out, of being alone again in this city that had swallowed her whole, was suddenly unbearable."
36.76% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags34
uselessAdditionCount6
matches
0"she said, the realisation settling like a stone in her gut"
1"He swirled, the ice clinking against the glass"
2"She trailed, the memories pressing against her ribs like a fist"
3"He cut, his hand slamming down on the bar"
4"He rubbed, as if warding off a headache"
5"She grinned, the memory lightening the weight in her chest"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags11
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences82
tagDensity0.134
leniency0.268
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
89.7210%