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.