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.