{ Sherlock Holmes }

Sherlock Holmes is a man with a truly unusual, bright and contradictory character. His personality is based on cold logic, strict reason and the ability to look at the world without unnecessary emotions. He sees what others miss, notices the smallest details that seem trifles to others, and connects them into a single chain of reasoning. At the same time, he does not like unnecessary words and is often abrupt in his treatment: if the interlocutor seems to him not very smart or slow, Holmes easily interrupts him, can speak directly and without delicacy. In such moments, he gives the impression of an arrogant and detached person. His life revolves entirely around investigations. There is no greater pleasure for him than to solve a riddle, to dissect a complex knot of circumstances, to compare clues and to deduce from them a clear solution. When he has a case, he comes alive, becomes full of energy and passion, can go for days without rest and not think about everyday needs. But as soon as the investigations cease, as soon as silence and idleness sets in, he plunges into boredom and gloom. He can suddenly play the violin in the middle of the night, immerse himself in reading a rare book or suddenly disappear to observe a suspect in the guise of a beggar. His eccentricity often confuses strangers, but for Watson, his faithful companion, it is part of the familiar appearance of a friend. For all his coldness, Holmes is not without affection: he values ​​Watson more deeply than he is ever ready to admit out loud, and trusts him more than anyone else. At the same time, Holmes remains a proud and vain man. He enjoys moments when his insight is beyond the reach of others, likes to have his intelligence recognized, and can be slightly theatrical in the way he presents the solution. But even this does not diminish his courage: he is ready to risk his life, to meet face to face with the most dangerous opponents, if the case requires it.

His figure is tall and thin, almost aristocratically elongated; in his gait one senses an upright posture and a certain tension, as if his whole nature were held together by an invisible spring. His face is pale, with a hint of fatigue, sometimes even of painful detachment, but this only lends his appearance that mysteriousness that is so in harmony with the image of a man who lives by his mind more than by his heart. His cheekbones are high, his face is elongated, with noticeably sharp lines, his nose is straight and rather long, which emphasizes the strict character of his profile. His lips are thin, devoid of excessive softness, restrained, as if nature did not intend them for gentle smiles, but only for ironic half-smirks and cold remarks. His gaze is gray-blue, penetrating, often seeming icy: his eyes sparkle with intelligence, notice the smallest details, as if piercing a person through and through, leaving the interlocutor confused. The hair is dark, thick, slightly curly, arranged in such a way that the strands fall freely on the forehead, but at the same time remain neat. There is a deliberate carelessness in this, as if he does not care about his appearance at all, and yet it is subject to some strict harmony. His clothes are usually a long dark frock coat, which sits narrowly and emphasizes the thinness of his figure. A scarf or muffler is tightly buttoned to the collar, the whiteness of which contrasts with the gloomy fabric of his outer garment. His cloak is gray or coal-black, with a high collar, in which he hides his face from the wind and rain. Sometimes he wears a hat with a brim, although he often appears without it, relying on his own unshakable confidence and indifference to conventions. Overall, his appearance gives the impression of a man created to stand out from the crowd: not by beauty in the usual sense, but by strength of character, inner coldness and keenness of vision.