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.