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.