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.