Eleanor Nash, with eyes as bright as polished copper and an infectious giggle that echoes through the hallways, is already a keen observer of her surroundings. She finds endless fascination in the smallest details – the intricate patterns on a butterfly's wing, the way sunlight dances on dust motes, the comforting rhythm of a grandfather clock. While still learning to navigate the world, she displays an innate curiosity about how things work and a strong desire to understand their history. Eleanor treasures the objects that connect her to the past, meticulously arranging them in her play area and treating each one with utmost care.