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.