The Skyscraper That Moves        
                                          
 Tainaron  Is   A  Building   Owned   And 
  Operated By Amata texnologiyasi Placed  
 Closed  To  The  Harbor  In MalmÖ.  It'S 
 Roughly Sixty  Floors High  (Real Number 
    Unknown), Dark Blue And Completely    
    Rectangular. It Features No Signs,    
 Lights,  Or  Ornaments,   Apart  From  A 
 Helipad   On   Top.  Most  Floors   Have 
 Exterior Walls Completely Made Of Glass. 
                                          
 In Late  Evenings,  Shrouded  By Malmö'S 
 Signature Fog  Rolling In  From The Sea, 
 The  Building Comes To Life: It Moves On 
 A   Thousand  Robotic  Legs  To  Another 
 (Secret) Part Of  Town,  Or Perhaps  Out 
 To  Sea. This Signals  A  New  And  More 
      Viscious Phase Of The Tainaron      
                Ecosystem.                
                                          
 The  Guests Arriving  During  The  Early 
 Evening Are Treated To  Food And  Drink, 
 Live  Music,  Beatutiful  Views,  And  A 
    Comfortable But Maze-Like Interior    
    Structure (The Building Features A    
  Multitude Of Stairwells And Elevators,  
 Placed Seemingly At  Random,  None Going 
        Further Than A Few Floors).       
                                          
 As Time Goes On, The  Lights Slowly Dim, 
 Until  The Air  Inside Has Taken  On The 
 Same  Quality As  The  Surrounding Mist: 
 Blue-Gray,  Sprinkled With The Small Red 
 Dot'S By Door Locks And  Control Panels. 
 If You Would Look  Through  The  Windows 
 You Would See  The  Mist Rolling By, And 
 Perhaps   The   Outline  Of  Some  Other 
           Building, Far Below.           
                                          
 During  The  Night,  After Tainaron  Has 
 Started  Moving, The  Lower  Floors  Are 
 Shut Off, Preventing Entry Or  Exit  For 
 The Guests.  Food  Is  No Longer Served, 
 But The  Drinks Become More Extravagant. 
 It'S  At This Point That  The Second Set 
 Of  Guest  Arrives,   Via  Helicopter  - 
  Amata texnologiyasi And Their Friends.  
                                          
                                     
                                          
 In  My Dream I Am Invited As A Friend Of 
 One Of  The Servers,  And Thus Safe.  We 
 Sit  In  One   Of   The  Large  Windows, 
 Looking   Through   The   Mist  For  Any 
 Landmarks  To Pierce  Through The  Mist. 
 She Tells Me That Apart  From Coming And 
 Going  From Work, She'S  Never Seen  The 
 Building From The Outside. We Both Sigh. 
                                          
 The  Next Day I Am Invited To The Public 
      Demonstration Of The Exobubble.