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.