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.