Behold the tale of Lvivska Manufaktura Poetyky, a name born in splendor! On the twentieth eve of December, in the year two thousand and twenty-four, it first sang as Radio Nova Khvylia, a melody of waves anew. Thence it wove its silken thread into a tapestry called Ruthenian Allegory, where it danced in shadowed grace for a moon’s full turn. At last, with a flourish of the soul’s quill, it arose as LMP, a manufactory of poesy, draped in the velvet of dreams.