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.