Run: 2026-10-27-01M5YJDHYZR49HRXBCWGWFNBJB

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Duration:
8m 10s
Cost:
$0.147378
Provider:
Moonshot AI

Model input

System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Romance 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="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally"> <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor> <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair> <height>5'11"</height> <age>32</age> <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane> <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress> <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description> <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory> </character> <location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth"> <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat> <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security> <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</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 romance genre. Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens. 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
Aurora opened the door and found Lucien Moreau bleeding on the threshold. She shoved it shut. His ivory-handled cane slipped into the gap and stopped the wood an inch from his nose. “Still no hello?” “You’re dripping on Eva’s landing.” “Then we agree the situation is uncivilised.” Rory kept the brass letter opener hidden behind her hip. Six weeks had done nothing for his judgement. His charcoal suit remained immaculate apart from the blood at his side, and his platinum hair had slipped loose at one temple. One amber eye held hers. The other, black from lid to lid, watched the stairs. “Move the cane.” “Read this first.” A folded sheet of vellum appeared between his gloved fingers. “If that’s an apology, the presentation needs work.” “It’s a warrant.” “For you?” “For us.” Ptolemy wound himself around Rory’s ankles and growled at Lucien’s shoes. Sensible cat. She took the vellum and opened it with her free hand. Her name sat beneath a seal the colour of old blood. Aurora Carter. Below it, in smaller script, lay the false name she had used on Lucien’s last job. Malphora. That bought him three steps over the threshold. She dragged him inside, kicked the door shut and turned all three deadbolts. He leaned against the wall while she worked, his cane taking more of his weight than his face admitted. “Kitchen. Now.” “I missed your bedside manner.” “It costs extra.” Eva’s flat offered no dignified space for a crisis. Books owned the sofa. Scrolls crowded the windowsill, and research notes covered the kitchen table in layers held down by mugs, crystals and a brass Buddha. Turmeric and fried onions rose from the curry house below. Underneath sat the dustier smells of old paper and the lavender Eva sprinkled on everything she considered cursed. Rory swept an atlas off a chair. Ptolemy jumped onto the table and planted himself on a diagram of something with too many knees. “Move, Ptolemy.” The cat stayed. Lucien picked him up with his unstained hand. Ptolemy sank his teeth into the glove. “He remembers you,” Rory said. “I remember him too. The scar has faded.” She pointed the letter opener at the chair. Lucien sat. Up close, his glamour had thinned with blood loss. The black eye no longer resembled a human iris. Something shifted beneath its surface, slow and watchful. His skin held a grey cast under its usual warmth. Rory unfolded the warrant again. Consideration. Jurisdiction. Default. Someone had dragged contract law through a churchyard, but the structure remained. Her reluctant Pre-Law education finally had a use beyond disappointing her father. “Collection may commence upon either pulse,” she read. “An inelegant phrase.” “What does it mean?” “If my father’s agents cannot take me, they will take you. If they cannot take you, they will use you to make me surrender.” “That’s not a contract. That’s a ransom note with a Latin dictionary.” “My family has always been litigious.” She read the final clause again. “Your safety is tied to my attendance at some tribunal in Avaros.” “Your attendance as surety. Without you, the challenge fails.” “So I need to visit hell to dispute a contract I never signed.” “Avaros is not hell. The architecture is worse.” “My father would call this unenforceable.” “My father would call him prey.” Rory set the vellum down. “How did he get Malphora?” Lucien’s smile disappeared. “From me.” The letter opener felt lighter in her hand. Her fingers had tightened around it. “You gave him my name?” “No. He opened my head and went looking for something that would hurt.” Blood had soaked through the side of Lucien’s shirt. Four narrow burns marked the skin above his collar, each one too straight for a struggle. Rory looked at them, then at the cane braced between his knees. “What did he use?” “A hook. A chain. Several lectures on filial duty.” “And you came straight here?” “I made one stop.” “For the suit?” “For the warrant.” Of course he had. Lucien could walk out of a massacre with a receipt and a fresh boutonnière. Rory took Eva’s first-aid tin from the cupboard. It contained bandages, surgical thread, three kinds of salt and a small bottle of rum labelled FIELDWORK. She cleared a corner of the table and snapped on the overhead lamp. “Shirt off.” “Is this where you protest?” “No. This is where I thread the needle. You can manage the bleeding.” He removed his jacket with care. The waistcoat followed. When the shirt stuck to his side, Rory cut it loose rather than watch him turn undressing into a test of endurance. The wound ran beneath his ribs, deep and ragged at one end. Another injury crossed his shoulder. Older scars marked his chest, including the fine white line she had stitched after a job in Whitechapel. She had once traced that line with her mouth while he recited the names of wines he intended to teach her to appreciate. She pressed a clean cloth against his side. He hissed. “Still allergic to silence?” “I was enjoying the novelty.” She cleaned the wound. He stopped performing. His hands rested on his thighs, but the right one tightened each time the needle passed through his skin. “How long before they find you?” she asked. “The hounds have my blood. Less than an hour.” “You brought hounds to Eva’s door?” “I brought you the only warning that could outrun them.” “You could have sent it with a stranger.” “Yes.” “Why didn’t you?” “Because I am vain enough to deliver my own apologies.” She tied off the first stitch. “The truth, Lucien.” His gaze lifted at the full name. “Because I missed you. The warrant gave me an excuse with excellent stationery.” Rory focused on the next stitch. His skin warmed beneath her fingers. He had always run hotter than a human, something she had discovered on a February rooftop when he wrapped his coat around her and pretended not to notice that she kept hold of his hand. “You blocked my number,” he said. “Pigeons exist.” “So does pride.” “Yours or mine?” He left that unanswered. Ptolemy abandoned the table and jumped onto the windowsill. Outside, something clicked against the glass. Once. Then again. Lucien turned his head. Rory pulled the thread tighter than she needed to. He swore in French, then in a language that made the pipes knock inside the wall. “That’s for the cab,” she said. “I thought it might be.” The cab had arrived after their last night together. Lucien had paid the driver in advance. He had stood beside his father’s car, untouched and immaculate, while Rory’s anger shook through her hands. You were useful, he had told her. Now you are a liability. He had made it sound like a change in market conditions. She snipped the thread and reached for another bandage. “My brother had a knife at your throat,” Lucien said. “I read your note.” “Then you know why I needed him to believe you meant nothing.” “I know why you did it. I also know you decided I’d fall apart if you told me the truth.” “I decided you would stay.” “Yes.” His jaw shifted. Rory pressed the bandage into place. “For you. That was mine to decide.” “Yes.” The simple answer took more from her than an argument would have. She busied herself with the tin, returning the salt and finding a clean roll of gauze that did not exist. Lucien watched her search. “Evan used to decide which friends made me difficult,” she said. “Which clothes made me a liar. Which jobs proved I didn’t respect him. He called it love when the cage had flowers on it.” “I am not him.” “No. He’s human. You should have known better.” The pipes clicked again. Lucien did not look away. “I am sorry, Rory. Not because it failed. Because I took your choice and called the theft protection.” She closed the tin. “I would still choose your life,” he said. “I will not insult you by promising otherwise. But I would find another way to keep it.” “You’d have found one the first time if you’d trusted me.” “Yes.” “Stop agreeing with me.” “I have so few opportunities to do it safely.” A breath escaped her, almost a laugh. She hated that he heard it. Hated the way his mouth softened in response. She reached for the roll of bandages beside his hip. He caught her wrist, then loosened his fingers before she could pull away. His thumb rested beside the small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist. He had once kissed that scar without demanding the story behind it. At the time, that restraint had felt like its own kind of intimacy. “Was any of it true?” she asked. “Which part?” “The useful part.” “No.” “The part before your father arrived. When you asked me to stay.” “Yes.” His thumb moved once across her skin. “I have spent six weeks attempting to turn that night into a strategic success,” he said. “The project has certain flaws.” “You’re still an arrogant bastard.” “You’ve introduced several clauses I never contested.” “And you don’t get to call me yours in Avaros.” “In Avaros, I shall call you counsel.” “What do you call me in private?” His gaze dropped to her mouth. “That would require negotiation.” Rory kissed him with the letter opener still in one hand. Lucien kept still for a heartbeat. Then his control broke. His hand spread across her back and drew her between his knees. The kiss held none of the polish of his voice. Heat, hunger, six weeks of silence crushed into the space between one breath and the next. Her fingers closed in the ruined fabric of his shirt. He made a low sound against her mouth and pulled her closer, then stopped when the movement tugged his stitches. Rory felt the wince and bit his lower lip. “Cruelty,” he murmured. “Bedside manner.” She kissed him again, slower this time. His hand slid to her waist. Not holding her there. Asking. She answered by setting the letter opener on the table. When she drew back, his black eye had swallowed the light above them. His amber one burned. “That changes nothing,” she said. “Naturally.” “Or fixes anything.” “I didn’t bring tools.” “And when this is over, I decide what happens next.” His hand left her waist. “Yes.” That single word steadied her more than the kiss had. Rory stepped away and pulled her black hair from her collar. Her mouth felt bruised. Her hands had stopped shaking, which struck her as an inconvenient time for them to develop discipline. “What do I need for Avaros?” “Your wits. Shoes you can run in. Nothing you value.” She picked up the letter opener. “Two out of three.” “The shoes?” “Trainers under the sofa.” “Excellent. Try not to stab any member of the royal household before I finish the introductions.” “No promises beyond pudding.” Lucien rose and shrugged into his jacket without buttoning it over the bandage. He retrieved the warrant from the table. Ptolemy stood on the windowsill with every hair raised. The clicking had stopped. Lucien went still. Rory followed his gaze to the front door. “What?” He held up one finger. A scent threaded through the flat, wet earth and burned hair. The research notes nearest the door stirred although the windows were shut. One scroll rolled off the sofa and struck the floor. Ptolemy screamed. The first deadbolt turned by itself. Lucien crossed the room in three strides. His cane clicked apart, revealing a thin steel blade. Rory snatched the iron poker from beside Eva’s bookcase. “You said an hour.” “I rounded up.” The second deadbolt snapped open. “Stay behind me,” Lucien said. Rory moved to his other side. “You’ve used up your orders for the decade.” The third lock tore free of the door and spun across the floor. The handle dipped. Wood groaned under a weight that bowed it inwards. Lucien raised his blade. The door burst off its hinges. Books flew from the nearest shelf. A scroll struck Rory’s shoulder and unravelled around her ankles as the thing on the landing stepped through the smoke. It wore Eva’s face. Its mouth stretched into a smile that reached too far. “Rory,” it said with Eva’s voice. “You’ve let the wrong man in.” Rory swung the poker at its teeth.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags14
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences113
tagDensity0.124
leniency0.248
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount2072
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
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)
80.69% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount2072
totalAiIsms8
found
0
word"weight"
count2
1
word"warmth"
count1
2
word"structure"
count1
3
word"pulse"
count1
4
word"traced"
count1
5
word"silence"
count2
highlights
0"weight"
1"warmth"
2"structure"
3"pulse"
4"traced"
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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
narrationSentences167
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences167
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"tended to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences266
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen35
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords2072
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions29
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
74.08% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions59
wordCount1383
uniqueNames11
maxNameDensity1.52
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Lucien19
Moreau1
Rory21
Carter1
Buddha1
Eva6
Pre-Law1
Whitechapel1
February1
French1
Ptolemy6
persons
0"Lucien"
1"Moreau"
2"Rory"
3"Carter"
4"Eva"
5"Ptolemy"
places
0"Whitechapel"
1"French"
globalScore0.741
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences109
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"felt like its own kind of intimacy"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount2072
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount4
totalSentences266
matches
0"traced that line"
1"notice that she"
2"hated that he"
3"kissed that scar"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs183
mean11.32
std11.83
cv1.045
sampleLengths
012
120
23
35
47
555
63
73
810
98
103
112
122
1324
1411
152
1617
178
1832
192
205
213
2263
2324
242
253
2615
275
288
2910
3036
315
3227
338
343
354
3624
3712
386
3918
409
4113
428
436
446
4510
463
472
4814
495
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences167
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs246
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences266
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1387
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"small crescent-shaped scar"
adverbCount43
adverbRatio0.031002162941600575
lyAdverbCount1
lyAdverbRatio0.0007209805335255948
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences266
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences266
mean7.79
std5.27
cv0.677
sampleLengths
012
14
216
33
45
57
610
78
822
95
1010
113
123
1310
148
153
162
172
1811
192
2011
2111
222
2316
241
258
2613
2719
282
295
303
319
324
3322
3410
3518
367
3717
382
393
408
417
425
438
448
452
469
479
488
4910
48.87% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats10
diversityRatio0.3157894736842105
totalSentences266
uniqueOpeners84
46.95% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences142
matches
0"Of course he had."
1"Then his control broke."
ratio0.014
59.44% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount57
totalSentences142
matches
0"She shoved it shut."
1"His ivory-handled cane slipped into"
2"His charcoal suit remained immaculate"
3"She took the vellum and"
4"Her name sat beneath a"
5"She dragged him inside, kicked"
6"He leaned against the wall"
7"She pointed the letter opener"
8"His skin held a grey"
9"Her reluctant Pre-Law education finally"
10"She read the final clause"
11"Her fingers had tightened around"
12"It contained bandages, surgical thread,"
13"She cleared a corner of"
14"He removed his jacket with"
15"She had once traced that"
16"She pressed a clean cloth"
17"She cleaned the wound."
18"He stopped performing."
19"His hands rested on his"
ratio0.401
26.90% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount123
totalSentences142
matches
0"Aurora opened the door and"
1"She shoved it shut."
2"His ivory-handled cane slipped into"
3"Rory kept the brass letter"
4"His charcoal suit remained immaculate"
5"The other, black from lid"
6"A folded sheet of vellum"
7"Ptolemy wound himself around Rory’s"
8"She took the vellum and"
9"Her name sat beneath a"
10"That bought him three steps"
11"She dragged him inside, kicked"
12"He leaned against the wall"
13"Eva’s flat offered no dignified"
14"Books owned the sofa."
15"Scrolls crowded the windowsill, and"
16"Rory swept an atlas off"
17"Ptolemy jumped onto the table"
18"The cat stayed."
19"Lucien picked him up with"
ratio0.866
35.21% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences142
matches
0"Now you are a liability."
ratio0.007
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences58
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"She busied herself with the tin, returning the salt and finding a clean roll of gauze that did not exist."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags14
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags13
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"he murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences113
tagDensity0.115
leniency0.23
rawRatio0.077
effectiveRatio0.018
88.8714%