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.