Back in ancient days, the high time of gods and goddesses, a child was left in an unknown forest. The young girl, just a baby, was left right up against a tree. The girl could not walk yet; she could not yet turn her head. Surely, she would die.
But this was no ordinary child. Her hair, yellow and slightly wavy, turned a beautiful shade of purple at the tips. Patches of lavendar flowers grew around her, making the area soft and beautiful. As she grew, her tree grew with her; its bark turned dry and yellow, the leaves thick and pink. The girl sought no nourishment; she needed none. One day, Zeus looked down from the heavens, and saw the girl exploring the
unknown forest. He smiled.
To make a long story short, Zeus named her Lavadia. He gave her powers, and made her the immortal goddess of creativity. Her symbol is the lavendar flower, named after her; this special tree that grew up with her was named the pensyl tree, from which you could pick off it's twigs – pensyls – to write with. The area where she was found is now known as the city of Reading, Pennsylvania, after her and her tree. Pensyl trees no longer exist, but modern inventors have found ways to make duplicates from wood and lead. They have also taken on the modern spelling of “Pencil”. Lavadia despises pens.