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.