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.